I had a dream last night that my ex-man thing Kieran and I were at a party together. In the middle of which I decided to take a bath and I invited Kieran to come with me and he agreed but when I went into the bathroom, the bath was overflowing. I then dropped a nearly full packet of cigarettes in the water and felt really bad because they weren’t mine, they were John’s. Water was dripping through the ceiling in the floor below and I went to tell someone about it when suddenly the packet of cigarettes went from completely soggy to completely on fire. I instantly dropped with flaming packet which then set the carpet and house on fire. We ran out of this grand old building and Kieran grabbed my hand as we ran across grass back into town.

    I dislike that I have dreams about him. I hate that he didn’t give us a chance and when someone else made him an offer, he jumped at it. It does break my heart a little. I miss him, he’s one of the best people I know.