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[personal profile] elizabeth
That was weird. I actually dreamed about my biological father and didn't wake up soaked in sweat and trembling.

I don't remember the dream in detail, just the final image: a plate of buttery mashed potatoes and green peas. I don't know why. I think there were four people at the table, two besides he and me, possibly my sister, possibly S whom I met through him lo these many years ago; I think everyone else had plates full of food other than potatoes and peas (which doesn't make *sense*, my sister's a vegetarian and I'm not, my diet is much less restricted than hers is).

I really don't know why my brain presented me with that image, but there it is.
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