The dead still walk the earth

On Saturday, I dreamed I was at a party, talking to a dark-haired guy, when a woman appeared behind him. She had short brown hair, a round face, kind eyes. When she saw me, she grinned.

He turned. "Oh," he said, "I don't if you know my friend Carole Archer."

I met Carole in the early 1980s. She was a photographer who became a friend. "I do. But she's -"

"Dead!" Carole finished my sentence with me, sounding delighted and amused, in a "Can you believe how crazy that is!" tone.

I think I'm still having a hard time believing the dead stay dead.

A photo of Carole's that hangs in my living room

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Dreams are powerful. Sounds like you've had a lot of loss in your life.
The people who I love, you died, are still alive in my dreams- which I love.
I never dream about my dad. I haven't dreamed about Lisa or Bridget. It was good to see Carole looking so happy.
There have been numerous anthropological and psychological studies done on the phenomena of the dead visiting the living via dreams. I'm certain sure this is how we - as a species - have come to know ghosts.

You must have an incredibly powerful subconscious.