nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If only it were this easy Dreamed T and I were next to dad’s briefcase downstairs at R’wood. Not sure if T was his current age. Anyway, I whacked him hard across the face and said that I needed him to stop drinking, then I threw my arms around him to keep him from retaliating. I watched his eye process the pain of the slap and the message. His eye expression did not change to blazing anger. He might have said something like ok, ok. I didn’t let go of him. 1:57 p.m. - 2021-06-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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