Boxing Day

We had a very relaxing day today, watching crap on TV (Casper, Mary Poppins) and reading. Phil has been playing with the PS2.

I had a terrible dream about Morgaine last night, and woke up very early…it was about self-mutilation. She had a Barbie doll in the dream, and I was chastising her for cutting off one of the legs. In the weird way of dreams, I knew that it wasn’t really a doll, but Morgaine herself. As I talked to her about it, I saw that she had removed one of her own eyes and replaced it with another, dissimilar, eye. I woke wanting to cry. Why doesn’t she get in touch with someone in the family? What is happening with her?



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