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December 8, 2002
I had another strange dream last night. It was about my husband’s secret life. He has another identity. He spends his days in an alternate reality. I don’t fit there. I used to try contacting him when he was in that other world. I called and tried to lure him back. All my attempts were filtered through answering machines and beepers. After awhile I gave up. At night he comes home to me, but sits patiently waiting to return. It’s a wild, exotic world; it’s a place where he can laugh aloud and feel free. He’d like to live there.