Had another dream about Ex again last night. I hope this isn't the start of another round of dreams about him! He was holding a shoe box, and on the lid was written in sharpie, all these directions and comments he had about me. He was reading them to me, and I couldn't understand them. I can't remember on waking, what any of it was.
I guess we keep our memories in shoe boxes, don't we? All those old photos.
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