Monday, 14th of May
I spent the night at my place last night, but Julie called
me first thing to tell me of her dream. Incredibly it tallies with the very dream
I had. I was stood on Oxford Street, she was on Regent Street
walking to meet me. From nowhere there is a huge explosion. Of course she has
heard me tell of this dream a couple of times, but the fact that it happened on
the same night I dreamt it again and was seemingly so vivid for her has to mean
something, right?
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