you’re leaving? i dreamed about you, i never dream about you. you came to me and brought me all the things you had collected from our time together before. there were pictures, memorabilia, and a card written to me from another man, a very nice, exciting, attractive man. you had stolen the card so that i would not see how much this man cared about me. realizing at the current time that you and your family had stolen parts of my belongings, i gathered them thinking in my mind that you had taken all I had, and really i was okay to give it all to you, happy to give it to you even. only then, i noticed you had included another of my wallets, and this included all my possessions, plus more items you had taken from me from the time before. you gave me more, everything, all back. strange dream.