In my dream last night, my father was actor/comedian Robin Williams. In a teary-eyed burst of emotion, he confessed to me how emotionally distant he had been all my life, and I hugged him close as he bawled into my shoulder.
My thoughts as he cried were: how did I never know Robin Williams was my dad? And why am I so neutral on the subject?
Somehow, I’m cleansing myself of something, but I’m not sure what it is yet.