November 17, 2004
From November 9, 2004
I dreamed that I had a daughter.
A four year old daughter with blonde hair.
She was running around wearing a white dress.
She told me not to be afraid to tell her that I love her and that I miss her.
I sat on a bench while she ran around.
She fell and she wasn't wearing any underpants.
I shook my head, as though I was saying to myself, "Huh! Kids..."
She sounded like Thomas, my nephew.
A four year old daughter with blonde hair.
She was running around wearing a white dress.
She told me not to be afraid to tell her that I love her and that I miss her.
I sat on a bench while she ran around.
She fell and she wasn't wearing any underpants.
I shook my head, as though I was saying to myself, "Huh! Kids..."
She sounded like Thomas, my nephew.