This dream involved Chris and I as children in a weird post apocalyptic wasteland. Having fun but still struggling to survive and find shelter, food and warmth. It ran like a montage and Devotchka was the soundtrack. One moment we are playing, the next we are comforting each other, the next we are killing small animals for sustenance. Over time we grow up and then he does something that make me mad ( I cant remember what exactly) and so I beat him with a tree branch. I remember thinking in the dream "you're going to be alone when he dies and that is okay." The last image I remember in the dream is seeing his bloody face crying. I woke up feeling sad but happy I didn't have to see him die.
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