Falling backward a little.... it may be from all the contact we had last week, talking about stuff. At least that is what we came up with today, in the allotted forty five minutes.
Also, that you have not rejected me, but what i did to you. i suppose i can accept that, amidst all of the "how did i get here?" that permeates daily. In many ways it is still a dream.... dreamlike, opaque.
i did dream about you, three nights ago... an awkward reconciliation that became sad. Thank god life has so many paths to take.
Rest in Peace, Stanley Cat.
