I had the weirdest dream last night.
I dreamt I was losing my memory.
That I didn’t know who I was or who my family was or where I was.
It was a weird dream.
And I woke up thinking “Is this supposed to mean something?”
I was the age that I am now 56, and I remember being on a train and not knowing anyone and getting lost and my daughter Emily had to come and find me.
It was crowded and she was walking really fast and I lost sight of her again so I was back to being lost again.
People everywhere and I felt so alone and lost.
Don’t know what makes me dream the things I dream.
Sigh~