I had another aweful dream last night on a familiar theme…

It goes like this…

After 25ish some-odd-years Theresa comes back. Why she disappeared and where she went is shrouded in mystery. What is certain is it’s all my fault. She won’t talk to me, and it has something to do with something I did twenty-five years ago, but she won’t tell me what it is and can’t remember.

Why does the mind work this way?


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