don't ask me how this emotional/anecdotal recipe leads me to the moment where i decide finally to post but it does. this morning, my father called me and said that last night, for the first time in his life, he dreamed of me as an adult. prior to last night, he's always dreamt of me as a child or as his brother -- with whom i have quite a bit in
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