8:55 a.m. - 2004-11-23
I dreamt that I was somewhere (a store or warehouse) where there were a lot of people, one of which was my hubby T. Large deliveries of boxes kept arriving by post. They were boxes of ALL of Laura-Jane’s diary entries from over the years. All neatly hand printed out on Thank You card. Each card represented one entry. There were hundreds and hundreds of cards (and envelopes – even though they all came in several larger boxes). She was bestowing on me a special gift of everything she’d ever written.
Why? I have no idea. All I remember was that I was thrilled to have them, and couldn’t wait to share them with the people around me. Although, I was a little concerned that if people looked at them, they would not keep them in order - physically and chronologically.
Then I woke up.