The Dream in New Hampshire

While visiting New Hampshire I was in a familiar enivronment and yet new since I hadn't been there in a few years.

Jim was in a dream I had the last night. Not much of him, but enough to make me feel comforted and not alone.

I was in my friends kitchen, up against the counter looking at the TV, and Jim sort of leaned in around the corner of the hallway where all the coats are hung and shoes are tossed. He looked in, smiled at me and nodded. That was it. That smile was very important. If there was more, I don't remember. But I woke up with is face in my mind and his smile calming me for the day.