A NIGHTMARE

Years ago I had a lot of nightmares, but in the last years not at all anymore. I probably dream, but I remember nothing when I wake up.

During my holidays in Egypt I don't know why, I dreamed a lot, completely crazy things with people I hadn't seen for 40 years or more, but could never put my dreams together. Until one night when I had a dream (not like a certain person)

I was looking out of a window into the desert where I saw two men standing besides a body laying in the sand.

I tried to see who it was (I wear no glasses when I dream, I think) and saw that it was my son ! I wanted to run out of the place which wasn't a house but my legs didn't move. I tried and tried while the two men lifted up my son's body and carried him a little farer through dried out, dusty grey looking bushes and layed him down. Then they digged a hole and burried him.

I wanted to scream, but there was no sound, I finally arrived at the place where he was and what did I see ? just one toe sticking out of the sand. The men were gone. It was a horrible feeling ! I woke up, sat in my bed, felt completely confused, then I ran to the window door opened it and stood on the terrace trying to calm down.

The first joggers saw a completely madwoman standing there with all hairs up breathing deeply. Then I thought it was only a dream, made my coffee and had the first cup in a beautiful sunshine under a blue sky.

But this dream followed me the whole day and finally I called my son, asking him if everything was OK.

Yes, he said, why ?

I told him my dream

Ah, he said : was it the left or the right toe ?

The first second I was startled, then stupidly I answered : I don't remember !

and then we both laughed ! My nightmare was over.