April 19, 2012

2 pm. I dreamed of a baby last night. A little girl, looked just like me, but wasn’t being raised by me. It was mine and Matt’s and he and his new fiancee were taking care of her. Maybe it wasn’t Matt’s. But she was mine. Angelica. I was in college again, too. And he (Matt) was kind. All very vivid. All very confusing too. Can’t understand what it all means. Were these all things I’d given up on come back to visit? To tell me what? I don’t understand.

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