Staples is trying to ruin my life, or just my literary career. I'm sorry if you get a book and the cover is a bit too small. Hand making 40 books is fun! waaah...
The dreams are still coming. Last night you were in my sister's old room, the one that used to be the "den." (Why are you always renting out rooms from my mom in my dreams?) You told me you missed me and we watched Family Matters together. It was a Christmas episode, everyone was in sweaters and it was snowing outside. In real life, the weather is disgusting and the dream has been with me all day.
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