I keep dreaming about the house. I am inside or in the yard. I really miss it. I had another dream I went back and looked at the aftermath. It was just a barren hill. Its like memories of a person.
Im so thankful for having experienced all that. Its a safe little comfort to me. i want to have something mean that much to me again someday.
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