Tuesday

last night i had a dream that my dogs came back because they knew i missed them.

not everyone could see, but if i walked into a room, they'd like manifest and greet me and promptly lay down at my feet and let me pet them and cry and hug them until i felt better. it was really nice. i wish that could really happen.

every time i walked into my house this october my heart would just fucking sink. i don't know how to react without them in my life. it's like they knew i had a bad day last night and helped me through it.

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