The first dream I had was a blurry mixture of sailing, being in a house I should not have been in, attending a party, and a few other things.
In the second dream, I had gone home to pick up my mail and found a big package there. I opened it to find that it was a binder with a single-spaced typed story of how Ethan's grandparents met. In the binder was a letter from him, also, and some other relics of his grandparent's marriage. I was really confused as to why he sent it and I started to read the letter. It seemed emotional, so I went up to my old bedroom and suddenly I was on the phone with him. I walked around while talking to him, and he started to bring up some sore points in our past. He was getting upset and a bit angry, and he said that he was surprised he was getting so emotional. I said to him, "You cannot judge who I am in the present by who I was in the past. I am different." That caused him to calm down a bit. But still, I had no idea why he sent me the binder with his grandparent's story or why he wanted me to have it.
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