I was a ghost this morning. Or rather, I had a dream in which I was a ghost.

It was interesting because I was discovering the limits and nuances of interacting with the living. Early on I had to come to the realization that I was dead, kind of like in the Sixth Sense. There were others around that I think I could interact with. I was trying to communicate with the living. I tried text messaging or email. I don't remember if I carried a dead cell phone with me or if I was using a living one. [That reminds me of the story of someone receiving an email from a love one that recently died. The email said something along the lines of "It's hotter down here than I expected" The person who sent it was alive and on vacation somewhere warm, he just happened to have the same name and mistyped the email address.] any way, I think you're cute. So there I was trying to communicate with the living. I don't remember if I was successful or not. I could see everything in the real world clearly as well as seeing 'dead people.'

For some reason the bulk of the dream took place in a high school (I think) that I've never attended. I remember classmates and I think I was still trying to do the normal going to school thing. Why would I go to classes if I didn't have to? Well, maybe that was before I knew I was dead . Maybe I was trying to do only what I knew to do, you know, as a coping mechanism. Maybe I was there just because it was a dream and they don't make sense.

At some point I started trying to appear to people. It took a lot of concentration to materialize. I did think about the ramifications of making an appearance. I believe there were others around me also trying to figure this out. I don't think I gave up trying even though I knew that if I was successful and did become visible to the living, they would most likely be frightened off, furthering my distance from them.

It all seemed original and fresh at the time but really it's stuff I picked up from the sixth sense and Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

[I wonder if the dream was triggered by the slogan "I see bread people" which is one of the random slogans that appears under the logo at halfbakery.com I stumbled upon that site while looking for something. Something that wasn't there at all.]