My nine rides shotgun

You can’t find pictures if you’re not looking. And if you’re not looking, you can pretend the pictures never existed. Or you can recollect on the past and how completely real it was. Theres never anything like recollecting on the past. I had a dream about Daniel about a month ago I think, it was vivid I guess. Well as vivid as possible, because I remembered. Ha. It was short and simple and stupid. I was with my boyfriend walking around downtown and Dan passed and said “hey marta, congrats!” and all I said was “yeah, thanks.” It’s so strange, congrats for what? Not sure. But it was real and one of the first I’ve had in a long long time about him. A little putoff? Sort of. Does it matter? No..