I had a dream a couple of nights ago when one of the girls from my past (AL), now a writer, and a good one, publishes a piece of fiction with a character of the same name as mine, and pretty much the same personality and character – me in other words. In the dream I was bemused and intrigued, though not unhappily. It was a sympathetic rendering, but I wondered all the same what it meant.
Waking up I wondered just as much. I know dreams like this mean something, but I’ve got no idea what.