Alzheimers in Florida

May 14, 2013

As I went to sleep last night, I set my intention that if an OBE should happen during the night, I'd go see my friend Bill in Kentucky.

Nothing happened during the night, but during a long dream sequence this morning I found myself wandering a small town. At first I thought I knew what I was doing, but as time went along things fell apart more and more. I finally ended up in a gas station, asking where the next town was in a particular direction. There was a short debate before they told me what it was, but it sounded pretty far to walk.

As I was thinking about what to do, they asked where I came from. I thought I knew so I opened my mouth and started to speak, but then there was nothing there. Where did I come from? It was on the tip of my tongue ...

I began to search backwards in time, back through my mind, but my memories were all scrambled. I finally asked where I was. They said, "Florida". This confused me even more. How could I be in Florida? I was traveling by foot, I was sure of that.

Some people tried to help me for a while, but I just couldn't remember where I was, how I got there, or even what my name was.

The dream ended when I opened my wallet and started to dig through it for clues. I was supposed to be following some other people, but I just stopped, stood there, and then thought about my wallet as the others walked off. As I was just starting to look at the wallet contents one of the people I was supposed to be following came back to get me, and I woke up.

I didn't have any confusion when I woke up in bed, I knew I was me. But I was left with a very deep sadness for this person. Just like you can wake up from a dream of love and have a glow for a while, you can also wake up from a dream like this and feel sad and lost for a while.

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