Some dreams leave such a vivid impression upon waking that they linger long in the memory. Last Tuesday at three in the morning, I awoke from a dream drenched in sweat. In it, I saw my father—who passed away years ago—wearing his old fisherman’s hat, standing on a wooden ladder, painting our long-sold house a bright yellow.In that moment, the scene felt so real it was as if I had trul... https://interpreteddreams.com/