Two Dreams

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The week after Bo died, I dreamt about him twice. The first dream was very short. The second was longer and picked up where the first one left off. I can't recall ever having had two continuous dreams of this kind before. But I felt a tremendous excitement when the second dream began. That's because the first dream was the start of a conversation with Bo and I had another question I was desperate to ask. Describing one's dreams in public carries obvious risks. But I know that Bo, of all people, would have wanted me to go on.

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