dreams of my father

My dad passed about 5 months ago. Baseball was basically the only thing we had to talk about since everything else he said was politically motivated. My brother shared a lot more topics of conversation with him, but my brother only started following baseball the past few years. I guess his Starbucks guy is a Dodgers fan, so knowing baseball makes my brother feel a bond. Talking with my brother is awkward, since I have less in common with him than I had with my dad. Dion, my brother, tries to talk baseball with me. He's a phony fan. I am not the nut I was, but I dedicate more time than I should to reading highlights of games and following scoreboards. I can say everyone sucks and mean it.

The point of this post is that I had my first remembered dream which referenced my dad since his death. Dion said he dreamed about him all the time a few months ago.

My dad was dead and probably cremated in my dream, for I was going to places with my mom like hospitals and cemeteries. I guess I miss him. Last summer he was drugged up and not lucid to follow baseball. That season was blah given our team wasn't sucking but not as good as previous year. This year has been a roller coaster. Between the extra inning downers and intradivision struggles juxtaposed with dominating the AL and other divisions(excluding the no-hitter/sweep in DC), hard to get a solid warm feeling until the last two comebacks in extra innings against the Cardinals. There's no reason the Cardinals have a winning record given their injuries, yet they've got the best record in all of baseball.

I have no one to talk to about it.