Ever since we walked past each other with awkward hellos at the REI sale, I've been having dreams of EC. Not naughty ones, thankfully, but dreams in which we are friends, or becoming friends. Last night, I dreamt we met at a mutual friend's house where EC popped by to say hello. When she saw me hanging out with the group of friends she took off running, but I sent Herald out to round her back up. Once inside, it was awkward but got less so over time. And I was so damn happy in the dream, that we were friends. Sometimes it's hard to acknowledge that the one thing I wanted more than anything was something either I, or she, or the rough painful scour of it all prevented. Sigh.

I miss Ellen, Jess, and Louie. I could use a cuddle with them, I think.