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                 <p>I took Sunday off to focus on church, but I have two things of note today:</p>
-<p>The first is that I sent the previous entries that I have written to Jeremy. I will include his full response to me here:</p>
+<p>The first is that I typed up and sent the previous entries that I have written to Jeremy. I will include his full response to me here:</p>
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 <p>Dee</p>
 <p>Good to hear from you, man! I applaud the work that you&rsquo;ve done so far here. I know that it can be really hard to buckle down and get to the actual work of parsing your feelings, but this is really great stuff. I like that you are using the journal entries to get out some of your current feelings that don&rsquo;t just surround this crush, though I also like that you call yourself out on stalling. You have talked before about struggling with emotional literacy, and I have to say, I think you&rsquo;re doing a stellar job of improving on your skills. Keep up the good work and try to employ more of that vocabulary where possible.</p>
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 <p>Dreams are such nothing things. At best, they represent a means by which the unconscious mind adapts to stressors in order to build up defense mechanisms, and at worse they represent random firings of neurons in the sleeping brain &mdash; neurons that perhaps fired rather a lot during the day.</p>
 <p>Dreams are such nothing things, and yet to them we pin so much meaning.</p>
 <p>I dreamed that Kay and I were back at her senior recital, except that she was sitting next to me in the audience instead of up on stage, and we were watching her works being performed together. We were silent, rapt. The whole audience was rapt. The works were of breathtaking beauty<sup id="fnref:works"><a class="footnote-ref" href="#fn:works">1</a></sup> and when they were finished, the applause was so uproarious that she was not able to make it back up to the stage to take her bow. I tried to help her, but she got separated from me and was drawn off.</p>
-<p>She did not seem displeased by this, however when I called after her, I, as in so many other dreams we <em>all</em> have, had no voice. I was barely able to manage a whisper, and my muscles grew so weak and my limbs so heavy that I fell over and that&rsquo;s when I woke up.</p>
+<p>She did not seem displeased by this, however when I called after her, I, as in so many other dreams, dreams I&rsquo;m sure we <em>all</em> have, had no voice. I was barely able to manage a whisper, and my muscles grew so weak and my limbs so heavy that I fell over and that&rsquo;s when I woke up.</p>
 <p>Powerlessness, separation, falling, these are all common features in dreams, and yet I am pretty firmly in the school of dream interpretation being largely bunk. Sleep is a protective action for the body, and dreaming is just the same for the mind. It is unguided, and serves to provide a break from taxing both our physical and our mental forms.</p>
-<p>But we are so hard-wired to read deeper meanings into the mindless mutterings of countless neurons. &ldquo;What does it mean that she was sitting next to me? Does it mean anything in particular that we were separated from each other? Why did I become so weak without her presence?&rdquo; Some part of me craves answers to these questions and so many more, but there are no answers to be had because they are non-questions. They are questions one might ask the sky supposing only that that is where God resides.</p>
-<p>Dreaming of someone that you have a crush on means absolutely nothing, and yet it certainly feels like it must mean a lot. It has left me with a lot to think about and a lot to feel whether I want it to or not.</p>
+<p>But we are so hard-wired to read deeper meanings into the mindless mutterings of countless neurons. &ldquo;What does it mean that she was sitting next to me? Does it mean anything in particular that we were separated from each other? Why did I become so weak without her presence?&rdquo; I am Nebuchadnezzar seeking my Daniel, not the other way around. There is no one to interpret my Mene, Tekel, and Peres but myself. </p>
+<p>Some part of me craves answers to these questions and so many more, but there are no answers to be had because they are non-questions. They are questions one might ask the sky supposing only that that is where God resides.</p>
+<p>The writing on the wall. Hah! Dreaming of someone that you have a crush on means absolutely nothing, and yet it certainly feels like it must mean <em>something.</em> It has left me spinning with so much to think about and a lot to feel whether I want to or not.</p>
+<p>I did not dream again last night.</p>
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