The Gunfight

Even if he is, there's always tomorrow. Yes, there's always tomorrow. And yesterday. And the nights with the same dreams. Dead men's faces taunting me. Always taunting me. There was an old gunfighter who told me one time, "the only way to stop the dreams is to let your opponent win. It's a guaranteed cure. No more dreams."

"Sounds too final for me," I told him. “I’ll just keep having the dreams."