(From Dec.17, 2012)
My hands are swollen.
Since that’s it, I’m going to post a dream my boyfriend, Ali, had yesterday because I thought it was pretty funny when he was describing it to me. He was talking to neighbors he had in Somalia. He doesn’t know if he was there, or where he was. This family was saying that a boy Ali had spent time with had died. I think they said that he was killed. As Ali was talking with them, I came up from behind and brought some athletic shoes I wanted him to try. I lifted him up so that his feet were dangling in the air. He said for me to hold on since he was talking, but I kept at him to try on these shoes. Not in a demanding way, but that I just wanted him to try them on.