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| selfie 2/25/2017 |
Early yesterday morning, I dreamt Geri was still alive in the hospital. Someone had
made a mistake. I went to see her and she was fine and in good spirits,
wondering where I'd been. I told her we thought she had died, that we'd
even had a funeral and everything. "Really?" she asked, incredulous.
Waking up felt less real than my dream.
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