Spent several hours hanging out in my grandmothers basement with Knuckles, my ex wife. My grandmother is there talking with us, walking around in her house robe and ranting in her southern accent. Knuckles is rubbing my back as eye lay on a couch / bed listening to her talk.
Despite our recent estrangement, the atmosphere is friendly and calm in the dream and the sense of old familiarity is rampant around us. Not unlike most dreams involving Knuckles, this one had a fair sense of cordiality about it with little to no drama.
Grandma says 'Eye just don't see why you two aren't together anymore, it's clear how much you still love eachother.'
We both sort of just laugh and eye say 'It's a day by day thing, grandma.'
Eye then find myself sort of realizing that despite everything it seems that in this REM realm we are certainly clear of the 3D circumstance that have kept us from communication over the last few years, at least within this moment.
'More like second by second' eye find myself saying.
Eye switch places with Knuckles, rubbing her back and returning the massage she has been giving me.
This goes on for quite some time as my grandmother rants on and on wandering around the basement. We laugh at much of her commentary, enjoying her company.
Eventually she says that she is ready for bed and begins heading upstairs. Eye immediately start to feel tired and head towards a basement bedroom towards the back. By the time eye get there Knuckles is already laid down on the bed under the florescent basement lights (which eye do not like) smiling. Eye look at her under those lights and wonder if how to approach the sleeping arrangement situation, desiring to be respectful but also some human contact as eye sleep.
As eye head towards her to discuss that issue, eye see a vast array of foods sitting on a breakfast bar type of thing to my left. It is quite unusual due to the fact that there are literal bear claws on it. Meaning the paws of bears with the meat and bones exposed.
There are also little pieces of sausage shaped things in small dishes submerged in saucy spices. Eye think they are German and Russian dishes upon examination but also notice that there are what appear to be human hands also on the spread with bones exposed. It seemed strange but in this realm, not completely ridiculous. Knuckles walks over as eye am examining the food and eye say 'did you see this?'
'Oh yeah, eye love this food. It's good with the vinegarette sauces.'
She starts loading up a plate with some of the stuff and eye feel overwhelmingly tired.
'I'm hungry. Do you want some food?' Knuckles asks me.
'No.' Eye utter and start heading towards the bed under the florescent lights slowly drifting off to sleep as eye move.
It was then that eye woke up. Grateful for interdimensional exchanges such as this and for the chance to spend a bit time with my old friend.