Dear T,
I don't know whether to tell you about a really screwed up dream I had last night (not involving you at all). I'd just rather block it from my brain. Along with the one I had a few weeks ago that I also haven't told you about. That's...sort of related I guess. Or the one from a week ago that's unrelated but still kinda messed up (and I guess your name made an appearance in that one). I think I worry you'll think ill of me because of my dreams, but you also don't seem to put much stock in dreams, so maybe not?
Love,
LT