Not Blind
A dream in which my sister turns out not to be blind.
My sister Matie was blind. This was a new development, but we were all dealing with it. It was kind of sad, but I guess we'd gotten over it.
She walked into stuff a lot, but she was getting used to it. Boy, could she curse! It was like Captain Haddock from Tintin, except with actual profanity. Pop was proud.
I came home from the store one day and found Matie watching TV with the sound way down and captioning on.
"Hey," I said, "You're not blind, you're deaf!"
"Oh. Yeah, I guess." She looked a bit startled.