You know, I have the strangest dreams. (Good morning/afternoon, incidentally.) My super smart dream interpreter--myself, while in the shower having existential crises and trying to figure everything out--has explained the past several weeks' worth exactly the same way. I don't want to lose people.
Last night's dream was intense. It involved time travel (in a sort of low-key, totally sensible way, though), some traumatic-ish experiences that took place in my old old home in Baltimore, and my closest friend (and traumatic experiences from her childhood), but basically the message was the same as in the past. I'm very very attached to a few people, and the idea of life without them is horrifying.
This blog isn't read by anyone, but if those people did happen to come across it, I hope they know who they are. I don't want to lose you. You matter to me, quite a lot. I love you.