Disclaimer: I sure don´t own Brokeback Mountain or neitheir one of those wonderful guys. I just love them.
Please forgive my grammar, I´m not american.
Not even in dreams I´m happy
Ennis spent his life feeling ashaimed of himself, let the fear dominated his life, awful for him, he realized that too late.
Ennis wake up every morning around 5:00h a.m., he doesn´t need alarm, after all he doesn´t sleep much and always when he sleeps he dreams about Jack and is always the same dream.
The dream starts happy with them together in Brokeback in that wonderful summer when they were young and happy just for being together. It is evening and they are watching the fire, Ennis with his back on the tore and Jack laying on him, without talking or nothing just feeling each other presence and love. Suddenly Jack is gone, Ennis looks for him everywhere until find him dead, all beat up with blood all over his body, wearing his blue shirt.
Ennis always wakes in this moment crying. The routine ends with Ennis grabbing the shirts and kissing hard the only thing left from his love. He goes to bed hugging the shirts and cry until sleeps.
His body wakes him again around 5:00h a.m. and his day starts, the same routine of dragging his body for work and pretend there is life inside him. But how can be life inside someone that have his world reduced in two shirts and one postcard inside a closet in a trailer just as empty as his soul.
The End.
So, it´s any good?