I had a fever dream where I was drifting in and out of consciousness, and it carried on over me like a steamroller for a whole 24 hours.
I dreamt I had an extra sister, who was fully realised in every detail, and I received a phone call (where I was IRL in my waking moments) telling me that she’d died in a car crash.
I remember every detail, down to how she pinched my favourite necklace when I was 12, how I covered for her when she snuck a boy in the house one time, and how it was my fault she died because I helped her pick which car to buy. I should have held out for one with better safety features.
And if I think about her it feels exactly like I’m grieving a real person, even though this was a long time ago.
I still miss you, Joanne.









Yup, I’d be very happy to have one or two more life partners. But it’s unlikely to happen because while I love easily, my wife is very selective.
More realistically, I think it would be really good for her if, in addition to me, she had at least a casual girlfriend to enjoy different sorts of intimacy and fun times with. And from my point of view, I’d love to keep a regular sub.