mother moses

 Ive never really dreamed of my mother. last night i did. im not sure what was going on, but there were a lot of people around watching this guy try and win some sort of sporting event. that part is all fuzzy now, but it switched to my mother being naked in the desert with a really large walking staff. She kept falling down into the dirt and sand, and each time she fell she would look me dead in the eyes and get right back up. each time i would run to her aide and help her up carrying her telling her she shouldnt be walking, and she would just fall down again and again, each time getting up. The last time she fell, she turned to look at me and stared at me so intensely as if to say something profound, but when she opened her mouth my alarm went off and she disappeared.  I dont think i had ever been so mad at my alarm. i tried to shut my eyes and bring her back, but just like real life nothing can bring her back.