i woke up crying this morning.
it's never happened to me, i remember crying with aunt louise in a dream, and then i woke up , and it was real,
It was about how we were talking, and she was saying how proud she was of me, and how she used to enjoy going fishing with me so much, and just the times when we could sit and talk.
I remembered the deep sea fishing fiasco, and i laughed.

But i woke up, and my pillow was covered in teardrops, and my face was red in the mirror.

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This has never happened to me before.

I don't understand what it could be, I teared up just writing the above about what we were talking about, so obviously those subjects mean a lot to me.

I just don't know if it goes deeper than that.

like some sort of subconcious thing.
?
-M@