This morning I woke from a dream. I was getting ready to go to the store so I was going through the house and asking everyone if they needed anything and if they did I was adding it to my list. My dad was sitting on the couch and he said, "I need deodorant."
I went to the store and was tossing stuff in the cart. When I reached the deodorant aisle something occurred to me and I said out loud, "Hey, why would dad need deodorant? He's dead." Then I woke up.
I'm home now after a night of work. My daughter shopped after work and left her purchases on the table. I found it strange to see a container of deodorant there.