The recurring dream.
He wonders if it was lack of sleep that he has been experiencing.
Regardless, he wakes up around the same time every day. Too early.
It would always be in the same scenario. A housewarming, surrounded by family and friends, coworkers. Laughing.
It's peaceful, the afternoon sunset glows through the windows. It's pretty.
He wakes up with a smile on his face.
The peacefulness is fleeting.
His smile stops, he tries to go back to sleep. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not.
Amidst the party that was going on, sitting on their newly bought couches:
"Are you sure you want to get off the express train?
Even if you get off, there would be nothing but dessert.
Would you walk on dessert?"
I need to find a time to watch The Farewell again.