DJH spoons me for real!

Date: 7/2/2023

[right after the deep, long phone call we had with crying and all that] I’m lying in a pull out couch at what appears to be my grandparents’ house downtown. I’m in the living room, all the way to the right, where I used to sit on the same couch. DJH comes to bed with me. It’s a vivid dream, I can feel him and how tight he needs to hold me. He spoons me and cries. I’m glad I can be there for him. He’s wearing a green t-shirt [to be confirmed irl]. Then I have to go potty and want to do it alone, but he follows me to the bathroom and I run a bath mainly for him to relax. He turns then into a blond, good looking, healthy American who lives abroad (Italy or France) and is a soccer trainer. It’s refreshing to see! We are somehow together.