
A few nights ago, my brain decided to f— with me and force me to try remembering the name of a high school classmate. Note that this isn’t the first time this has happened, and I barely knew the girl. We weren’t friends.
I found out that she died a few years ago and had been working in the legal profession. For privacy reasons, I’m not sharing her name here.
The last time this kind of thing happened was a few years ago, when my brain made me try to remember the last name of another high school classmate I didn’t know – and was not friends with. No, this one wasn’t dead! But it did send me down a rabbit hole where I learned about another classmate who died – and yet another who was convicted of murder.
What the f— is my brain trying to tell me while preventing me from sleeping? π€
Years ago I had a dream with a classmate in it. She was someone I knew, but we were never really close. Turns out she died the night I had the dream. It is the only time she was in one of my dreams.
That’s wicked and tragic. Sorry about this!