At first I thought it was the residue of that old monday morning feeling. pointless but poignant these days. However the massive panaramic dream from last night, which had the superama breadth of gone with the wind or dr.zhivago, has overwhelmed me. It said she had gone again but not with a tale of loss and yearning, but with a cast of thousands, like the final scene from v for vendetta, everybody faceless and nameless chanting she’s gone again.
That being said, I know if she has gone again, she will be back at the end… soulmates can never keep away! It’s just the way the soul works.
dale m
future daze 