I dreamt of you last night. I’ve been dreaming of you almost every day this past week.
Was it a good dream or bad dream?
It was neither. It was dreams of every day life, as though I was really meeting you in person.
Last night, you invited me to go with you to your company dinner. I imagine this is what our life would have been if we had a normal life.
Unfortunately, I don’t qualify as normal, and I doubt I will ever have a normal life.
That’s just me.