Dreams are the door to the afterlife. The best dreams come during the day. Night dreams bring out the demons.

Dreams are the door to the afterlife. The best dreams come during the day. Night dreams bring out the demons.
The subconscious strata of dreams teems with the dead who do in fact talk. Not in the usual audible sense but the words are there and clearly understandable.
In this cloistered age of Covid, I sleep until noon. The best dreams happen in the morning just before waking. Today I had the most marvelous dream.
You wake with a start. Your heart is racing with fear. You reach across the bed to touch your wife. “Are you okay, honey?” A brief whimper escapes your lips. She’s not there, of course.