Did you ever get the feeling that there was unfinished business you had to take care of? Business you never even thought about before?
Well, I had a dream last night. I didn’t recognize where I was, but I remember a sense of peace. The last thing I remember before I woke up was that I was getting ready to sing. This wasn’t going to be one of those jingles I got paid to sing for commercials. More like smooth jazz with lyrics, and I was the one who would put voice to it. I got the feeling there was a song I hadn’t sung yet, and it was about time I did.
Is this what it’s going to be like? When we pass over, will there be singing? Will there be music? I don’t know what this dream means exactly, but I can’t shake the feeling that it’s a harbinger of things to come.