I had a dream last night where my life flashed before my eyes. Little two-second videos of moments that I’d filed away became stingingly prominent. Tina starting to show with our first child. An afternoon on a beach with horses. Our children laughing from the backyard. Free falling after jumping from a bridge into a river as a teenager.
I woke up crying. 
Dreams I'll Never See
The Wicked Apple

Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.

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