I had a dream last night and you were alive. I didn't see you, though.
I met up with Mom at some event and you were asked to leave before I got there, or escorted home by someone in the military who was doing security at the event. You had to leave because you were too boisterous, which means "too loud." I associate that more with Joe and I was struggling with that either in the dream or as I was waking up. I thought it sounded more like Joe but I was wishing it was you.
A little strange and a bit confusing, but I am glad you were battling for a spot in my dreams. It has been a while.
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