I watched a funeral in my head....
8:21 p.m. | 2003-03-04
I took a nap today.
I dreamt of my funeral...
There was never a casket or even people speaking of my life.
There was no sound.
Just silence.
I watched from above, almost as if I were sitting on the roof looking down...
I watched my grandmother cry.
I watched Ashley fall to her knees.
There were a lot of people there.
Everything seemed so real.
I never felt sad, angry, or upset, I never felt deprived of a long life.
Just peaceful.
I watched my funeral and felt at peace....
Strange.
Then I woke up....
And cried...