Dreams

"Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that you just can't shake it?"

That's what Dee Dee has asked me several times in the last couple days. We just went out for some White Castle, just Michele, Dee Dee, and me. It was a good time. Since it was over my lunch hour, we drove separately, although I was able to swing it so that I drove with Dee Dee alone there.

I'd been thinking for a while about if/how to bring up the "I'm Dead" topic. I broached it today in the car. I decided I would avoid trying to convince her that she's not dead and instead just focus on how much she loves Michele, and it makes Michele sad when people talk about death with her.

So that was my plan. I executed it somewhat okay, but she threw me for a curve by implying that she doesn't really believe she's dead lately but that she's had really realistic dreams.

In short, I think the outing to White Castle went well. Michele's taking her shopping right now, and we know that at least in part, keeping Dee Dee busy is helpful in tamping down those delusions.