In one of them, I died. In that dream, right at the moment of my death, I was standing in a white room full of white smoke, or at least I think it was a room because it seemed infinite. I was spoken to by God, but I couldn’t recognize whether it was a female or male voice, or a child or a grown- up.
At first, I was sad and angry and accused them for not answering my prayers, and they told me that they actually had answered my prayers, but not in the way I had expected. Then they asked me if I wanted to return to my body, be born again, or go to Paradise. I chose Paradise; it was a huge, colourful town full of train stations and ice cream stands.
I woke up with a contended smile on my face. I took my morning medicine, had a quick wash, and dressed up. As it was two o’clock in the afternoon, I decided to go see my parents right away.
I called my mother and asked her if it’s okay if I come visit her, she said it’s alright. I checked the bus timetables, and then I left.
I took a bus to my parents’ home. Mom was there, my dad and brother had not yet returned from their vacation.
I drank coffee with mom, then we went grocery shopping, and then we ironed bed sheets.
Later the day I called my grandmother, and agreed that I will come visit her during Midsummer. It’s a boozing holiday in Finland, like the first of May, and that means there will be plenty of drunken creeps around. That’s why I want to spend it with my loved ones in the leafy suburbs.
I took a bus back home. I did some housework, and made French fries for both of us. Later the evening, we went to the nearest supermarket where we bought a packet of chocolate ice cream, two boxes of mac ‘n cheese, berry- flavoured protein smoothies, and strawberry- vanilla Danish pastries.
Once back home, we had a good time telling jokes and laughing a lot.
Tomorrow I will have an appointment with a doctor at the health center, I will have my ears pumped. I will ask the doctor to prescribe me some sort of lotion for my itchy scalp, and the constantly inflamed skin between my nose and upper lip.
I will go visit Pearl House right after that, and then I will go to Amos Anderson art museum. As for the rest of the day, I will do housework.