Friday, March 19, 2004
the night before last I had a dream: I was in a room and there were men opening or closing the high windows. someone pointed up at a man and said something about him to me, and I replied, "no, that's my husband there," pointing at him. but when I awoke I realised the first man was A., grown up, about 22 or so, with sandy-coloured dreadlocks and an open, clear face with a broad forehead and hazel eyes. I'm trying to fix that face in my memory. it's probably, in fact, a good guess - after all, I know my family's and his family's faces well, and I've seen many photos of adults as children.
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