Dream #2

In my dream, I couldn't hear anything. People were talking. I knew this, but I couldn't hear a word of it. I was walking through a crowded room, and people were talking to me, saying hello. I couldn't hear them. I became increasingly frustrated with the pats to the back, the grabbing my shoulder, and smiles and moving lips. I was confused and I was trying to tell people that I couldn't hear anything they said. I couldn't even hear my own voice, and the people went right on smiling and laughing and greeting me as though I'd said nothing. And I stood in the middle of this room, crowded with happy people all telling me hello and I screamed at the top of my lungs I CAN'T HEAR YOU! I DON'T UNDERSTAND! But they swirled around me, still laughing. Still smiling. Still patting my shoulder. Still saying hello. As if nothing were out of the ordinary.