Thursday, May 28, 2009
Fragmented recollection
This one is hard to remember. Last night I remember being with a man and his wife. His wife was agitated with him. She ended up leaving. He and I remained in the house, I believe it was his house. I think he and I had some kind of relationship. I remember a suitcase on a bed.
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