That is some crazy dream O_O I wonder if it means anything... All the trees and the bronze leather leaves. When you mentioned the weirdness of going in the front door, and people coming by with casseroles and condolances, that totally struck a chord with me, like "Yeah, that would be one of the hardest things to get used to (coming in the wrong door), and it seems like mourning goes hand-in-hand with food
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I can't say I've ever noticed a cottonwood in my dreams...
How are you doing Christine?
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I keep meaning to post more, but I don't. Like everyone else (especially my sister). So, maybe I'll post more, maybe I won't ;)
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