Dreaming my dreams of you.

Kat came to me in  my dream last night; well, technically, since we were at her home in the dream, I guess I went to her.  One of these days, I won't see her in my dreams.  One of these days.

She had a boyfriend and he was good-looking and kind.  She knew about my miscarriage, but she called it "That time your period was 2 weeks late" and I got a little pissed off, wanting to correct her, but realized I was dreaming and it'd be pointless to start a fight - I wanted to see what'd happen.  Nothing happened.  We were in another country, and trying to travel without being snatched by local authorities.  Then visiting a blow-up palace - we were going to go inside and check it out, but my phone rang at 6 a.m., wrenching me from slumber and from that place.

Back to reality.