doesn't the title just speak for itself?
I saw my sweetest Genevieve in my dreams last night. I was coming down the stairs and in a flash her face was truly in my sight. I have prayed for eight years to be in this reunion. I fell to my knees, took her hand, she embraced me. The moment was gone as soon as it came. There was no message. Just a brief moment of clarity.
I am spiraling with a purpose.
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