Dream

It's been 82 days since the day my heart shattered into pieces. I was coping quite well, I could visit Chloe and smile while I was talking to her. I guess this is the mood swings that they are talking about.

Yesterday night I had a dream where my mom was holding a full moon baby. At first sight I knew it wasn't Chloe. I asked my mom, who's baby was it. She answered me it was a friend's baby. As she finished the sentence, I imagined that Chloe would be slightly bigger that the baby.

It made me feel how much I've lost out and many more things (or rather not) to come. I woke up and broke down. I'm glad that I can show all my feelings to my wife.

Went to work and can't stop thinking about Chloe. Finished the early morning meeting and took leave. I took out Chloe's photo and looked at her pretty cheek and chin. Will go and visit Chloe later.