Found this note inside of The Diary of Anais Nin (1934-1939) at Renaissance Book Shop in Milwaukee.   It completely touched me, and I felt as if it was a secret that a dear friend was confiding.  The note was a recount of a dream.  I only wished this person was able to finish it.  Her name was written inside of the book, I will call her J.

“Dream: talking to Frank on the phone – push – pull, push – pull.  She was quiet and cold.  I became more obsessed with the need for him to show me love.  I started accusing him, saying ” – J

I read this book last year, and I can remember having some extremely vivid and intense dreams such as this.  J, wherever you are, I hope you were able to work out your subconscious.  Here’s to all dreamers and their dreams, may we conquer!