couple of nights ago i found myself looking at the back of a shirtless man. his back was covered in tattoos,which were made to look like scars,almost like the scars that'd be left if someone was whipped.
he was standing in front of me,then he turned around.
to my shock, and utter delight,i see a familiar face beaming a huge grin at me!! a childhood friend,who sadly died a number of years ago in a car accident.
i was sooo happy to see him,and he me.
then at that point i realised that he was dead,so this must be a dream.
i started to say excitedly to him "gary,this must be a dream. is this a dream? it must be."

he didn't say anything,just grinned at me with that cheeky old grin he was well known and loved for.

i was so excited,about seeing him,and about being lucid and fully aware,that i woke up.

now if i think about it the hairs on the back of my neck stand up,and my eyes water.

i've been wanting to tell his sister about it - i talk to her on facebook, but i'm not sure if it'd only upset her.
and i wonder what the tattoos are about. i just got two new ones myself tho, so it's probably that..