I had a weird dream last night. BR and I were out driving with a couple friends. We pulled over at a scenic overlook, and all climbed up a hillside to get a better view. At the top, there was a grassy outcropping and a magnificent panorama of hills and countryside. As our friends were fumbling with their cameras, BR walked over to the edge of the outcropping, turned, and smiled at me. Then he fell backwards and was gone.
Our friends panicked, but I didn't. I knew it was what he wanted.
The dream appears to be a combination of a couple of news stories I read yesterday, mixed in with my own inner turmoil.
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