Got in a fight with my dad last night

Not sure what to call it. Nightmare, dream, revelation, but last night my dad kicked my ass. He's been dead ten years and for maybe the last 35 years physically incapable of what he did to me. It was the guy I never met. Physically unbroken. Indomitable. In controlled rage. Angry with me. Coming at me.

It was like that scene from Fight Night. He was just some bad ass mo-fo I had to take down or he was going to kill me. Until I realized it was him. In his prime. Perfected. I threw everything I had at him.  And he kept bringing it. He pummeling me. I was bloodied. Torn apart. Fighting for my life. I threw a flying head-butt down into his face and my forehead caved in and went I down in a brilliant flash of white light.