i see, i like.

Someone dear to me showed up in my dream a couple of nights ago. We were at a store and there was a bookshelf near the entrance. We sat on the floor to go through the books together and they were all copies of The Little Prince. I complained about the illustrations not being the original ones, about there not being at least one copy in french because that’s how I first read and loved it. We looked at each other and held hands, and I kept wondering what dozens and dozens of that particular book could mean.