Quick entry before I forget it. I hate remembering dreams at the best of times, but I had a really heavy sleep last night and my dreaming was depressing to say the least. It concerned euthanasing a dog. I am not sure if the dog was meant to be Alex or not, but the dream was filled with misery, upset and grief: all the emotions that go hand in hand with loss. When I woke, the dream and the feelings were still with me and I’m still feeling a bit upset by the dream.
Pull yourself together man, you big pansy!

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