Last night i had a dream about Nefi who i havent seen or thought about in 20 years. i think it was probably exactly 20 years because they took him away somewhere in the spring i think. We shared a birthday and even then i thought he was a phantom. in my dream i ask the man on the street why it feels like i know him and i ask him his name and it's something long that I can't remember. and i say Nefi? and he says how do you know that and then just cry and cry and cry. And then when i'm done crying devon has abandoned me even though it's pouring rain and the trains aren't running and we were trying to get home. and i call him and he says sorry i just wanted to go home. and then i woke up feeling insane.