
Originally Posted by
Ivve
Last night I had a dream that my mom died. I was upset about it, as is to be expected, and did all my mourning, etc, and then got on with my life. About 2 years later, she came back. At first she looked like a mummy; her entire body was basically dessicated flesh dried down to her bones. It scared the shit out of me, but she basically just regenerated over a period of a couple of days. After she regenerated her body, I went to my parents' house to ask her basically what the fuck was going on and what her plan was for the immediate future. My dad hadn't been home in the span of time between when she came back from the dead and when I visited, so he didn't know anything about what had transpired. As soon as I asked her what she planned to do, she whipped out a checkbook, balanced it to find out how much was in the checking account, and then told me she planned to withdraw half of it and leave my dad. "I just got a second chance," she said, "and I'm not about to spend it with that asshole."
We went back to my house. I asked her what she planned to do once that money ran out. She looked at me like I was stupid and told me that she was the first person to ever return from the dead, and there had to be some money in that. I suggested that she write a book. Then I woke up.