old friends

I had a dream last night I was in an attic with an old friend. We sat across from each other cross legged and there was a deep aching to embrace. But as one moved toward the other, the distance was maintained, our bodies levitating away from each other and neither of us could penetrate the space. There was a point or fulcrum between us that we both revolved around but couldn't move closer to. The aching remained but the distance was accepted as appropriate. We stared. I felt I was holding back tears so as not to spoil the time. Symbols appeared permanently burned at the skin in the hollow below our necks but indecipherable. Perhaps this was the reason for the separation, but I didn't know.

I woke with a profound sadness and the feeling I had done something wrong. But the show I am working on, daily schedule, and the rush of the present quickly regained my emotions.