July 9, 2013
Last night, I dreamed about going away to military boot camp. I had packed my things (but *gasp* I forgot my lip gloss) and was waiting outside, and someone I knew from childhood but never ever see now came up to me and we were chatting. I have dreams like that quite often. Not about boot camp, but about childhood friends and talking to them and finding out what's happened to them in the years I haven't talked to them. Maybe there are some loose ends for me to tie up somewhere. Probably scattered around the four corners of earth.