In the dream I was with D and very aware of looking very different from how I had. I saw him walking on the other side of the street and called out. He came over and at first I thought he didn’t recognize me, but then said “Maddy, it’s ok, you can start going to my gigs and shows again., but…” (which was weird I think he only ever called me Madeira or some insulting pet names, also he used that exact phrasing, also I think by his it referred to shows in that area, where I didn’t go for fear of running into him for a long time) and it was weirdly very polite and then I woke up before he could finish.
If I believed in prophetic dreams I’d think it meant he was finally goddamn dead.
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 