the ex, coworkers, and a casket

it's 4:29 in the morning and i haven't gotten back to sleep since i was awaken by a dream.

it is about my ex, chatting with a nude foreign guy with a funny english accent. they seem to be having a great time showing their genitals to each other. gross. i'm not jealous or anything. it's just in the dream, i am able to access into their messengers, and therefore able to read their messages and profiles. i don't cringe, though. what bothers me most though, is the sight of a casket--in what appears to be a restaurant(?) where three former colleagues of mine are sitting and seem to be having the time of their lives.

strange.