Dream Conversation

"What are you doing here?" (Silence) "Just sitting here." (Silence) "Doing what?" (Silence) "Nothing.  Waiting for oblivion." (Silence) "Oh...Why are you doing that?" (Silence) "Cuz I'm waisting time doing nothing.  So now I'm waiting for oblivion." (Silence) "Do you want some company?" (Silence) This is the conversation I had in a dream with an angel one time. I looked up at the being for the first time when he asked me that question. I sat silent. Unable to answer. Ignorant to answer the simple, yet hard question. I sat up in bed like a bolt striking earth. It is as dark as the shadowed side of the moon. My body was cold and the conversation echoed faintly in my head. Even conscious and realizing it was a dream, (Or perhaps a conversation my soul was having) I still could not answer. I lay back down. Blankness revealing itself like a shrowd in my brain. My eyes closed and I floated. I was sitting on a bench in what could have been Central Park. My legs crossed, arms resting against my body. "Well?" He spoke to me again. His voice surprised me, For I thought he had gone. I had not answered his question, and he did not seem to be upset by it. I looked at him for the second time. I still did not know how to answer. Several answers--for I had finally thought of a few, were selfish. A few were worried that God would miss His angel and what about those people who really need an angel? How could I myself, let someone be miserable, because this was their angel? But what if this was my angel? Of course why else would he be here with me? Then again, he shoudn't have to wait all that time with me until oblivion. He could go be someone else's angel. Someone who deserves one such angel. I simply shrugged at the man. "You decide," I stated, though with a genuine smile. He shrugged--only to mimic me, I think, and crossed his arms and legs. He did not answer his own question...he sat there, much as I did and contemplated staying with me perhaps; Or maybe he was waiting with me2001, Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 07:13 AM PST   0 • 10