The setting was an old family home from my childhood but I was holidaying there with my father and his current wife.
I was in the kitchen, checking on my homebrews and find many of the bottles were leaking gas.
My stepmother came home with a pet cat and I joked it was their child.
The cat began stumbling into the kitchen cupboards and my stepmother said "the child doesn't know it's asleep."
At this point I think I realised I was dreaming and, as usually happens, my conscious mind kicked in and I awoke.
It was early morning and I didn't think I'd get back to sleep, so I got up and started watching a movie.
This was a sustained sobbing in the backyard under the moonlight.
I went for a walk and cried around the block.
Then I came home and wrote a series of haiku.
There were a variety of things going through my mind but I felt that I've turned a corner in my life.
I feel I've taken a large step away from my childhood as throughout my sobbing I felt surprised to hear my voice was that of an adult.
Later, while on Facebook, I was surprised to get a message from a burner who I see at Modifyre asking how the moon had been for me.
He's a lovely bloke and one who models a very different energy, a caring and calming kind, which seems to contrast with his big Maori presence.
I've been feeling quite emotional all day and thought I'd write this down so I can think on it again in the future.
