The dreams are back

just in time for Christmas! Funny, it wasn't Christmas in this one. We were inside doing the things we used to. You had a scruffy face, not at all like the real one. It's so strange to me that I'm always trying to work things out with you in my dreams. Don't you miss me? I asked. Aren't we friends? No and no, you said, We were never friends. I wish my dreams were more dreamlike and less truthful, what's new.

In another dream I met an unhatched egg who looked like an old cartoon pirate and had an orange beard like Matty2Fatty's. A sign of things to come?