Last night I dreamed that I met Reed's parents. We were in some indoor place decorated to look outdoor and he walked up with his parents (remember that Reed's dad wrote Peace Like a River). I was so excited to talk to his dad about Peace Like a River because Reed had briefly left to grab something, however, before I knew it, both of his parents had grabbed me in a group hug.
What is it with my dreams being about people I admire and close physical proximity? In my dream with Ghandi the other night, we were sitting right next to each other in an office that had abundantly more seating. In my dreams it seems like the first meeting and yet there is already an established relationship. Bizarre!
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