A dream

I’ve always believed in reincarnation, though I’ve never experienced any thoughts or dreams of a past life until recently. A few nights ago, after dinner, I went to bed and had an incredibly vivid dream that felt unlike any other.

I found myself in a charming home that appeared to be from the late 1990s, judging by the décor and the television. I was with an older woman, around sixty years old, whose name I somehow knew. In the dream, I recognized her as my boss. The setting seemed to be a celebration, with several friends gathered people I spoke to naturally, addressing them by name, even though I can’t recall those names now.

The entire experience felt strangely familiar. I remember walking to the pantry to get a can of beans before waking up, feeling peaceful and content. Though feeling, the dream left a deep impression on me almost as if I’d briefly revisited another chapter of my souls existence.

Many of my friends have described me as an old soul, and moments like this make me wonder if perhaps they’re right.