I had a dream this morning that a friend visited my apartment with his little girl. He ended up playing video games and ignoring his daughter, so I had to keep her out of trouble. She was a cute, chubby toddler. Unbeknownst to me until they visited, I had a kid, too. He was her age, but his face was a dark, empty space, and I couldn’t look directly look at him. He kept hurting her in little ways, like tangling a band in her hair so her hair was pulled and she was crying. Her face in pain was very clear, and once I untangled the knot, her face immediately alit in a smile and she ran off to play. And my kid followed her.
Posted by Todd Austin Hunt