And of course, in what seems to be a direct result of deciding that brighter days are ahead, I have weird dreams about Ant and Chris. I remember hugging Ant, telling him I missed him a lot, telling him how proud I was of him. I also remember Chris implying different things were my fault, and I was impervious to those attacks. With each one, I was able to defend myself with a plain and simple truth that he was unable to dispute. I don't remember much else, but those are probably the only parts that matter.
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