Since I ran into you, you've been on my mind a lot. I think about how great it was to see you again, two months after my second and final therapy ending. How greatful I am for it and how thoughtful you were to make it able for me to approach you. Unfortunately, I keep thinking about whether I should or shouldn't have said things. I want to turn to my old coping mechanism of emailing you, but I won't. I can't.

I had this wonderful dream about you last night. About that moment I ran into you. In my dream we hugged. I think I started it, but you didn't want to let go. When I woke up, I had all these beautiful feelings about it. They even distracted me when I was driving my car.