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------I had just woke up and I'm writing this entry. The dream I had was bittersweet and melancholy. Her name is Sandra Cotto, a friend from high school I had. I haven't spoken her name nor seen her face in seven years now. But she just visited me in my dreams as of this moment and it makes me sad. I don't know where she is now in this world. She's one of those people that I believe don't have any social media. I also never got her phone number because cell phones weren't allowed in my high school at the time. As of writing this though, I dug around on my emails and I found her's. I'm about to shoot her an email after I finish this entry.

------In my dream I had just came out of a store. I'm not sure if it was Eddie Bauer ot Uniqulo, but I knew I was looking at down jackets because it's cold and it's winter in my dream. Upon existing the store I hear a familiar voice. I'm not sure if the voice in my dream was correct but it was familiar to me. Now that I think about it the voice is too high pitch to be Sandra's but in my dream it was her's. The voice I was hearing was actually Ani's (errr mine). She was talking to the security guard. They're laughing and I think they were family and she was just visiting him on his job. He was an older gentleman probably in his 50's. If anything it could have been her dad cause I knew they were close. Or maybe I was dreaming that bit.

------That's when we notice each other. Her eyes perk up, and I gasp. She's wearing a black jacket with her signature green sweater underneath. I run up to her and gave her a hug. I was probably hugging my pillow tight if this was a dream after all. I told her I missed her and she tells me the same. She says goodbye to the security guard/dad figure and we walk around in the streets. Just talking and catching up on our lives. I tell her how I've been and that I work as a studio tech in a production studio, workin on films and movies. She tells me that she tried film scoring but it wasn't her cup of tea. She tells me that she's happy to hear from me again. I tell her this too. I tell her that I'm finally a United States citizen and I can finally leave the country and go to vacation somewhere.

------Then we walk towards the JFK airport because for some reason in my dream that airport is accessible by foot even though in reality it isn't. She tells me she has to go to DR (Dominican Republic) for to visit family. I tell her its fine. I go to the airport and I accompany her as she buy's her ticket till she finally boards. I hug her tight again and I tell her that I hope to see her again. She smiles at me and tells me "Of course". She gets on her plane and we depart again. A brief short encounter with an old friend, even though It was all a dream. Only a dream.

------But dream's can become real, so I'll send her an email after writing this journal entry. She's important to me and my development growing up as a teenager. She was this tomboy chick who did sports, martial arts, music and even nerdy things with me like Magic The Gathering. She sported a green deck based of memory. I was Red and we complimented each other in Two-headed Giant (2v2) with friends. But what I remember about her most of all was her "I don't give a ******** about anything" attitude. You could gossip to her about some people and she'd be like: "not my problem." That was important to me because we were in High school then. I adopted her mentality towards mine at that age. She was kind and strong both physically and mentally, and I had a low key crush on her back then. I was just conflicted at the time because I saw her as a sister figure then. Because of that I didn't really act on my feelings. I based a character "Maxine" from her from a novel that I was writing back then. Perhaps I'll post that as a future entry here. I hope that the email I'll send her reaches her and I hope that we can meet, in person this time. I hope that time and the world has treated her well. I hope that she's alive and well...

Thanks for reading about an old friend and a dream I had. This is Anikacy. Signing out!