A friendly neighbor of ours just turned fifty. For some reason I've had some odd dreams the last few nights as a result. The first: that he had a heart attack and died days after his birthday party.
Then came the one this morning where he's stumbling drunk up the sidewalk with his (sober) wife to their house, only to fall and hit his head on a small brick wall that doesn't exist in reality. In the dream they were able to get him into their house and he was okay, but the scene carried an odd threat in it.
What the hell?!