Thursday, August 28, 2014


I have a recurring dream. Milla is in bed with us. I'd fed her. But where is she? I wake up, searching the bedding and ask Charlie. Did I finish feeding? Where is she?
It's weeks since I fed her in bed, and since Milla has slept overnight outside our room, but my subconscious finds this dream gripping night after night.

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