Andrew and a dead end

Date: 1/23/2019

Dreamt of Andrew. I drove up on him in his moms old white van. He was driving w the door open. He was wearing that old shirt from high school. He was leaning over , helping me with a problem. I was sitting in the other seat. We both looked so young. I saw his face and he looked so young and happy. I remember rubbing his back and feeling how soft he felt. Suddenly he was in my car and we were driving through Wilmington but we didn’t say anything. He was the person he used to be, the one I loved. We came to a dead end and I had to turn around. When I drove off he was gone.