I had a dream last night that you took little me to the zoo and held my hand all the way round and then bought me a soft toy whale that is a baby version of the one my son has and then you tucked me into bed with it. It was so so lovely but I can’t imagine ever telling you for real, adult me is so deeply ashamed.

Also, the cat almost certainly has lymphoma. I really don’t want her to die. I want a hug from you. Really badly.