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Tuesday, January 11th, 2000 - Funky Dream Moves David Too
Last night I had one of those vivid dreams, the kind that stay with you for hours after waking. I'm not going to go into the specifics of this dream, mainly because it's too personal and potentially embarrassing. However, at one point in this dream, David was (unjustly) angry with me, and he marched me out of his bedroom by my ear, and put me to sleep on his living room futon (still in "couch" mode), covering me inadequately with his afghan.

This morning, as I was typing out this dream to David in an email, I got an email from him telling me he woke up this morning lying on his futon, covered with only his afghan. He had gone to bed normally the night before, but had somehow gotten up in the middle of the night and had ended up on his futon. Just like I did in his dream.

No, I don't think it's a coincidence. I fully believe there are psychic connections between people, mainly because I've experienced it so profoundly with Holly. I was angry with David all morning long, until I got his email. Then, well, I felt a little ashamed, as if I was responsible for his nocturnal displacement. No reason to be angry if I'd already unconciously extracted my revenge, huh?

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