dear raymi
I had this really vivid dream last night that I came to visit Canada and I went to your house and Phil and one of your chick friends were there and I kept waiting for you to show up and finally I was like- Where is Raymi? And Phil told me you were dead. You died in a plane crash. I was all shouting and upset and Phil and your friend were totally calm which was just upsetting me more. They were like- she’s dead, there’s nothing we can do. They just kept walking around doing their normal thing. They were saying you would’ve wanted it that way. I was really so unexplainably upset though. I don’t even know you.
Katie
