In last night's dream, IL and I were both in the same city. There was the weird blue-grey half-light that I see in so many of my dreams. IL and I were sending each other text messages. She was busking on a street corner many, many blocks away. And I was trying to reach her. I just wanted to watch her play. I kept looking at our positions on the phone map. No matter how much progress I thought I was making, I always seemed to be veering off-course.
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I thought about telling her about the dream--then decided against it. We chat very little, these days. Whenever I do reach out to her, I feel this rapidly increasing distance between us.