I had another Amy dream last night. In these dreams, my aunt Amy is alive and healthy and her illness and death were a mistake or cover-up or otherwise not real. They usually aren't anything dramatic. Just randomly in the middle of another dream Amy will be there and I'll feel a surge of relief and joy. I used to have them almost every night for a while. Haven't had one in a long time, actually. I wonder if I'll always have them from time to time. I don't think I'd mind, the dreams are wonderful. It's the waking up that's hard.
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