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charliesmumI had a dream about Lost again last night. For awhile I was Claire, and had somehow gotten off of the island and was in an oddly deserted city. I, or Claire, was planning on going back to the island for some reason. And the baby's name was Peter.
Then the dream shifted a bit, and I was me, telling the car payment people the reason I hadn't paid my car payment was because I was one of the passengers of flight 815.
It sucks when bill paying enters one's dream because I woke up totally tense and unhappy.
Someone else on my friends list mentioned an 'age goal', meaning they would try to 'make it' to that age without succumbing to depression. Sometimes I think Charlie is the only thing that really ties me down. When I get really depressed, which has been happening quite a lot recently, I think of Charlie, and think how I can't leave him. Helps get me through another day.
Then the dream shifted a bit, and I was me, telling the car payment people the reason I hadn't paid my car payment was because I was one of the passengers of flight 815.
It sucks when bill paying enters one's dream because I woke up totally tense and unhappy.
Someone else on my friends list mentioned an 'age goal', meaning they would try to 'make it' to that age without succumbing to depression. Sometimes I think Charlie is the only thing that really ties me down. When I get really depressed, which has been happening quite a lot recently, I think of Charlie, and think how I can't leave him. Helps get me through another day.