The Party

This must be my week for strange and vivid dreams.

This one is particularly hard to piece together so please bear with me. When I do these journals I write down the broad themes and then try to fill in the details as they pop into my head. I know it makes my writing style a little “jerky”. This dream had a lot of seemingly unrelated elements.

Last night I went to a party. It felt like a reunion, but I only recognized a few people.

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