Last night, I dreamt that I was standing outside my house, talking to a man who I knew was a detective.
“How are you?” he asked.
“It’s always rough,” I said, “this time of year.”
“I understand. It’s been one year since you lost everyone.”
That woke me up.
(When I told my sister about this dream, she pointed out that there was an episode of Medium where Patricia Arquette had the exact same dream so maybe I was just remembering that.)
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