Had a weird dream last night. My mom was alive and she took me upstairs to my bedroom were we just hung out and had a nice time. And then she started biting at herself so I copied her. I probably do get a lot of my quirks from her but it's been long enough I can't really remember.
She loved doing puzzles and crossword books and such too. Sadly I was from the brainrot age and found them boring compared to video games but they were always something we could do in the same room, separate but still kinda together. I miss those nights a lot.
