Began with dreams. Lots of dreams. My cousin Toni was in it. I woke up, went to the washroom, fell back to sleep and told her in my dream that I'd just dreamed of her, that I knew she was trying to get a hold of me because that's what usually happens when I dream of her, and then I realized I was still dreaming. I last spoke to Toni at Christmas over the phone. She's pregnant. I called my grandparents (mom's parents) and talked with Grandpa this afternoon. He told me that Toni is going to have a girl and that she's due in May. I hope she's okay. She's living far away in Calgary. The last time I saw her in real life was at my apartment on Pearl Street in St. Thomas. Seems like forever ago.
Aside from speaking to relatives in my sleep, my dreams ventured deeper into darker territory until I didn't want to sleep anymore.