Freedom to Be Me: The meanderings of a freed mind.
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Wednesday, 13 February 2019
Coming Home
A few days ago, I dreamt that Red the Kitty had come home. He went directly to me and let me hold him in my arms. I later learnt that he actually did try to come home. He didn't make it. He was trying to cross the road.
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