Waiting Father

Dreamt again. Nowadays I dream a lot. Never did that before. This time it made me thoughtful.

Here it is:
“It was late evening/night and dark. I was at some meeting and my father was supposed to drive me home. He is old and fragile nowadays. But he had to drive me. I told him to wait on a sofa, there were something I had to do before leaving. I concentrated of doing whatever I had to do and forgot about the waiting father. When I was almost finished I suddenly remembered and hurried for the sofa. He was still waiting. He said that he could not go home before I could go with him. HE HAD TO BRING ME HOME. “