tatters of a dream

Dec 16, 2017 21:03

Last night I dreamt I was using a European bathroom. My Scottish friend was there talking to me from the door. I didn't even have a towel over my legs.

I made an exasperated comment then she said, "Well, I'll just go here" and sits on a second toilet to my right. There's a sink between us.

When I woke, I had a revelation why I lost Dorp and how it was my negligence.

Wife says I'm needlessly beating myself up, but she doesn't understand this epiphany.

scotland, dorp, depression, dream

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