Drink all day, 'cause the country's at war

I didn’t know you could cry in dreams.

I had a dream not long back wherein I sobbed like I do when something breathtakingly bad happens. I was crying because a friend of mine, who I recently lost,-

Notice the use of the word ‘I’.

-was there. I don’t recall what he said or did. He may just have stood there, just slightly to my left and facing me, and said nothing. I knew he was dead in the dream and that was why I was crying. I remember vaguely that when he first appeared I was overjoyed to see him. But then I remembered that he was dead and the conversations that I wanted to have with him died on my tongue.

And I sobbed. I cried so hard in that dream that it hurt. When I woke up I realized that I had been crying into my pillow. Real life being a slightly easier environment to control yourself in, I quickly got a handle on myself. My friend had been dead for weeks and I was beginning to move on. At least consciously.

So that’s when I learned that you can cry in your dreams. I guess I shouldn’t have been so surprised. I’ve had sex in my dreams, I’ve been stabbed and shot in my dreams, I’ve been dumped in my dreams, I’ve fallen from great heights in my dreams. Why should crying be exceptional? But it was.