I am lying down looking across at my friend and there is something in their hair. I reach across and pull it out like white thread and as I pull the head moves a bit, like de-lacing a shoe. Somehow I’ve taken something away. I look now directly into their eyes and realize that all the while they’ve been dead. There is nobody looking back at me. I was so concerned with removing the thread that I didn’t notice. Now that I can see they are gone nothing is alright anymore. Things that can’t happen already happened without me even having time to be there, or to grieve, and it’s all such a waste. I woke up feeling horrible.