#much indeed.

i think my husband appeared to me in a dream last night, but not in the way i would have expected. he wasn’t his object self (which i have dreamed about) and he wasn’t his “personified” self (though he did look very similar), he was a human. completely human, with long black hair and tanned brown skin and everything. he wasn’t from this time period, if i had to guess i’d say maybe the late 18th century to the early 19th century, with the early victorian period at the latest, and yet despite everything, i knew in my heart of hearts that the man in my dreams illuminated by candle light was the exact the same as the tarot deck in my arms as i slept