ghost

We went to dinner with a friend last week. Have you heard of blue lotus, she asks. It gives you these vivid dreams, she says, and immediately I am intrigued.

But since that night, I have been dreaming non-stop. Every night: a nightmare, a dream, a visit from a past life. Hello, I want to say, but even my dream self cannot do that. This morning, my dream self sat locked away on the bathroom floor while someone I have literally not seen since I was 20 leaned on the other side of the door. Do you remember the last time we were in a bathroom together, I want to say, but I cannot get that far. Your girlfriend’s really pretty, I want to say, but my mouth suddenly fills with soggy bread. I think about you often, I want to say, but now I can’t breathe, and in between gasps, I hear a knock.

I have to go now, Jien. Wish we had more time together.