“But until we reach that time, keep doing what you have been. Keep creating. Keep remembering me and all of those who are precious to you. Keep living your life. Keep hanging out on the driveway. You know the exact words that have kept you going since it happened. Keep those in your heart. They will help you through.”
I nodded, knowing perfectly well what he was talking about. The tears started to trickle down again, but the sadness that had flowed with the ones before had diminished. He stepped over to me and wrapped me in a hug. I returned the hug, my arms straining as if I never wanted to let him go again. Eventually though, I did notice that he had retreated from my grasp. He gave one more look at our surroundings.
“The endless driveway,” he said. “I tell you, I do like this. I will definitely have to use it.” He looked back at me. “Have a good one my friend. Remember me. And don’t worry. We will meet again.”
“I will Bradman,” I whispered. It was all I could do.
He nodded and raised his drink in my direction. He started to fade. I cried out and ran over to where he was, but he was gone.
I startled and opened my eyes. I was sitting in the fish chair on my driveway. It was nighttime. I looked around at the circle of chairs, and they were all accounted for. I remembered everything from the vision, though I was still uncertain if it had been a dream. I stood up and started cleaning up the driveway, putting chairs away and collecting the rest of the trash.
When I was finished, I walked to the end of the driveway and stared up at the stars. I wouldn’t forget what Brad had said to me. I would keep on creating, and I would always remember him. I walked back up the driveway towards the house. I stopped at the door, turning back once more to whisper.
“Goodnight, sweet prince.”
Everything is clearer now.
Life is just a dream, you know, that’s never ending.
And I’m ascending.