Last summer I had a dream that a friend walked up to me, stood unusually close, placed a hand on my shoulder and said: “Matty, you’re a mess!” In the dream, I was at a party in front of my paternal grandparents’ place down by the Miramichi River—obviously a memory of my aunt’s wedding from 2019.
dramatic failures of self-understanding
dramatic failures of self-understanding
dramatic failures of self-understanding
Last summer I had a dream that a friend walked up to me, stood unusually close, placed a hand on my shoulder and said: “Matty, you’re a mess!” In the dream, I was at a party in front of my paternal grandparents’ place down by the Miramichi River—obviously a memory of my aunt’s wedding from 2019.