i had this dream where he called and said he didn't know if he was mad or why he was mad but he laughed and asked how I was and the clouds were hot air balloons and birds tossed red ropes from theΒ Β sky so that we could fly with them. So I knew---that even if this were a dream, it was all fictional. Not because birds couldn't toss ropes from the sky but because I know you'd never call me.