"What is the issue you are facing?" asked Dr. Derek staring at his new patient. "I have been having dreams..weird ones..." replied John. He was thin, clean shaven,his eyes were red from lack of sleep and he sounded a tad bit disoriented. "So what have you been dreaming John?" the doctor asked, toning down his voice. "They still visit me in my dreams" John murmured. "Can I have a glass of water?" he asked looking around. "Definitely" as Dr. Derek got up, pulled out a glass and poured it full. John gulped it in one shot. "Doctor you need to listen to this" said John sitting up straight on his chair.
"That night the Eagles were playing against the Hawks. Do you watch baseball?" John asked Derek. "Yes" replied Derek with a smile. His voice was gentle and soothing, as he asked "So what were you saying about that day?" "Yes. Eagles were supposed to play. The game was about to start in 30 minutes and I was stuck in office. It's not everyday you manage to get a ticket for the game. Ain't it Doc?" John asked earnestly. "Absolutely Derek. Go ahead!" "I told my boss that I had to leave. As usual he made an issue about it but I didn't pay any heed to it and left. The traffic was exceptionally slow and long. I kept on honking but to no avail. I overheard a conversation of the immigrants entering our country. Suddenly a Syrian came running to me, banging my window he tried to tell me about his wife fatally ill. He needed a lift. I shoved him aside and turned up the window.
I missed the game. Two nights later my wife had a miscarriage. They come in my dreams every night and still cry."
"That night the Eagles were playing against the Hawks. Do you watch baseball?" John asked Derek. "Yes" replied Derek with a smile. His voice was gentle and soothing, as he asked "So what were you saying about that day?" "Yes. Eagles were supposed to play. The game was about to start in 30 minutes and I was stuck in office. It's not everyday you manage to get a ticket for the game. Ain't it Doc?" John asked earnestly. "Absolutely Derek. Go ahead!" "I told my boss that I had to leave. As usual he made an issue about it but I didn't pay any heed to it and left. The traffic was exceptionally slow and long. I kept on honking but to no avail. I overheard a conversation of the immigrants entering our country. Suddenly a Syrian came running to me, banging my window he tried to tell me about his wife fatally ill. He needed a lift. I shoved him aside and turned up the window.
I missed the game. Two nights later my wife had a miscarriage. They come in my dreams every night and still cry."
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