I had a dream that my aunt Robin was never murdered (i could remember that it and the trial happened but it was like that was the dream or something) and instead she was alive and hanging out with us and i was SO relieved to see her face smiling and laughing (as per usual) and to hug her. The dream was longer and had more interaction but that's all i really remember. It felt so real i was confused when i didn't wake up at home in my own bed. I haven't been able to shake the utter sense of loss I feel now.
