I dreamed of him last night. It's probably been the second dream--since his death--that I've actually seen him, or interacted with him in some way. The dream took place in a time after his suicide. His family and I were at their house, and seemed to be grieving for him. He walked in, and became really angry that I was there. It was as if he was dead, but he wasn't at the same time. A manifestation of him after his death, but before his resurrection.
nameless; the second time since you left.
