I was in an old thrift shop with Kasia and I found a wall full of old photo albums. I recognized a few of them and when I told Kasia about it we both laughed. I'm such a nostalgic nut that I'd even recognize my old photo albums.

(This dream is definitely a result of us cleaning out our apartment last weekend. I was feeling UNnostalgic for once and thought it would be a good chance to throw everything out. I had a box full of little toys and trinkets that were symbolic at some point but now I had forgotten what they were from so I tossed them all out. I also tossed out the 100+ xmas and b-day cards I had received over the past 6 years because, well, really, what the hell am I ever going to do with them? I also removed the pictures from the 15 photo albums I had and sent all the albums to goodwill. I tucked all the pics into a shoe box until I get a chance to scan them, which I never will.)

When I opened one of the albums I noticed that we forgot to remove a few of the pictures and I scrambled to reclaim them, flipping through the album for any other oversights. The pics I found were of Hilary and I playing in the park as little kids (even though in reality we didn't know each other until long after) and I was so happy to have found the pictures.