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Bad Anniversary

My mom died nine years ago today. I had a dream last night about a high school reunion where everybody still treated me like crap, as if we were all still 15 years old. I don't know if either thing has anything to do the other. Mom died at about 1:30am, so ever since, I've usually been asleep at the time of the passage of the anniversary. Last year, I reached over and ripped a bunch of pages out of a book on my nightstand, presumably some time close to 1:30am. I have no memory of it though.

2:23 PM, Apr 26, 2007

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