So I was just chatting as usual with Mr E. Which means that I ramble on and on and he reads it, or sometimes doesn’t because to be fair, he should be working.

Anyways, we’re chatting and I can’t even remember how the subject came up. Knowing me it probably didn’t and I just came out with it – I need help – but I told Mr E about the dream. I kind of mentioned it and he asked me about it, and I told him about it. Big mistake. Huge. A mistake of gargantuan proportions. Thing was, I thought for some reason it was safe – he seemed quite grounded and not confused, and OK with everything. Turns out he was grounded and not confused. Just like I thought….

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