I forgot about one of the worse nightmares I had....that unfortunately came true. In 1998 I was on top of life. I had just gotten out of a terrible relationship, was feeling quite good and free and I'd been hired by Feast Dinner Theatres and was doing a show in Summerside at the Brother's two all summer. Near the end of the summer, a few weeks before September, I had this dream... In slow motion....I was walking down Euston Street in Charlottetown towards Victoria Park. As Euston turned into Brighton I started to pass Prince Edward Home. Something made me walk up to the front of the building, though I did not know why. ( At this time in my life I had never actually set foot inside this place ). In slow motion...I walked up the steps, through the front door...Nurses were staring at me in pity...I walked to the end of the front foyer. In slow motion...I turned right to go down the hallway...passed room, upon room, of people on their deathbed...