I dreamed of my mother last night. Nothing particularly important, just an acting out of [my perception of] the dynamic we had when she was alive, but in a dream setting.
When I woke up, though, I realized something: I don't miss her, any more. Sometimes, I still miss the mother I should have had, but that's not any different from when she was
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how is aprtmenta going? i been thinking of you! xoxoxoxo
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*hugs*
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