Invisible

I remembered a dream I had last night or this morning. It made me miss Carol and some of my clients a bit. I was in a big office suite inside of a building that I didn't recognize at all. A fairly big group of people were gathered at a conference table; I noticed a few to be former counseling clients of mine. I was trying to figure out why I was there. Was I visiting or there to help Carol with a group or presentation? Carol was scrambling around, highly energetic (as usual, hahaha) like she was looking for supplies. She rushed into the other room that appeared to be an office kitchen. I was trying to talk to her, but she was busy and just made some playful sarcastic remark that even though I'm not there anymore, she has been able to handle things,etc. I thought, ah, that's the Carol I know and love. The weird part of the dream was that I don't think anyone else could see me there besides Carol, like I had this invisible superpower. I looked at this one former client, happy to see him and wondering if he's still sticking to his recovery, staying sober...but I didn't really know (because he couldn't see me). That's all I remember.