And then I woke up...

Another dream that left me shaken...

It was another normal day, in any other normal sense... except that my workplace was having a 'family day' where family members were allowed into the workplace (hahahahaha big joke!)

The place was almost deserted except for a few of us who happened to have some work to do, and those of us who lived pretty nearby. The family members were waiting at the office and I recall being a bit annoyed at this person who was occupying my seat and doodling on my desk...
My sister and parents were near the back door of the office talking with some people whom i didn't recognise, and some songs were playing in the background.

As I was heading towards the front door, I saw a familiar face... it was my grandpa (who had passed away about 10 years ago!) He kinda said hello and i pulled a seat and chatted with him as I hadn't seen him in ages... we were talking about things in general when te song in the background became slightly more audible... they were playing The who's Baba o'reilly, one of my current favourite songs...

And grandpa was quite surprised...

Grandpa: That song... from the 70's... It used to be played for this show...
(it's currently the theme for CSI NY)
Me: In the 70's... I don't know...
(I didn't think he'd know CSI NY)
Grandpa: Great song, great show... Those were the times
Me: (Out of the blue) Everything is censored nowdays!!! But I didn't know you like the song too...
Grandpa: Can I have some of that? (Referring to a drink I was holding)

I handed it over to him, but he was strugglling withe straw. It was then I realised how old he was, and how fragile. I adjusted the straw for him... tears beginning to well in my eyes.

The alarm rang. I had to get up. Clearly disturbed.