today i happened to take a nap and had a really weird dream about my dad. we were sitting at the dinner table at the house i grew up in just him and i. we ech had a cup of coffee sitting in from of us and i noticed that it was still early morning. all i can remember of our "conversation" was i kept telling him that i was sorry i wasnt who i was supposed to be. that i was sorry for all the mistakes i had made in my life. i told him i was sorry that i couldnt make him proud of me before he died. he just sat there and looked at me and said "time for you to wake up" and thats when i woke up