bad dream

I had a horrible dream last night. I don't remember much of it at all. Actually, I only remember one thing. My dad was dead. jaclyn said she heard me talking in my sleep, and the one thing that she remembers me saying was "Boys… gather the flags… gather as many flags as you can." She thought that was funny, and out of context, I guess it is funny. But when she told me what I had said, somehow, though I couldn't pin-point it at all, those words were familiar. And though I couldn't remember what was going on at that point in my dream I could, very vividly, remember what I was feeling: the saddest, loneliest feeling I have ever felt.