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~