Came out to Kai ieri—he had no idea. I had no idea what I was saying.
~Awk, but I’m glad it happened—I trust him a lot.
Dreamt of AC last night.
First, the five of us—or rather, Mom, Dad, Nick and Allie were sitting around a modern kitchen table, then Aunt Cheryl walked in and stood at the head. We all stared at her in silence, I stood watching the kitchen from the back, so I saw everything.
She then proceeded to put a lot of salt on something that was already oily and salty (fries?).
Then we interjected, “don’t do that!” or something and she shrugged us off.
Then I moved close to her and said, “But we love you!” and tried to kiss her cheek, but she moved away the way Allie does when she wants [sic] to be kissed.
FFW to new dream. Nick and I are in our old room. It’s messy. Somehow, we switch perspectives and I’m in his bed and he’s on mine. He begins throwing my stuffed animals on the floor.
When he gets to Aunt Cheryl’s bear, I scream, “NO!” and as he starts to throw is, I yell, “It’s Aunt Cheryl’s!” and he stops and hands it to me as I tear up. He says, “Don’t cry!” but I do. I start bawling. My tears are present into the next dream.
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