Ex-Wife in a White Dress, Racquetball
Sunday, February 5. 2006
This is the first of two dreams from last night. It takes place in New York City, where I lived during the mid to late '80s into the early '90's...
I am walking along a crowded sidewalk on a city street. My soon-to-be ex-wife Kerry walks by me going in the opposite direction. She is wearing a fitted white dress—kind of a business suit. The dress glows in comparison to the dreary dark gray color of everthing else. I watch her walk away for a bit and notice that she is walking with an exaggerated sway of her hips. She is thinner and younger looking than she is now.
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