Had a dream that an ex wanted to get back together. I told him no cos I like to keep moving forwards, and it wouldn’t have been right. Instead I set him up with a really wonderful girl - sure she turned into a big fluffy dog at the full moon, but she was still far too good for the plonker. I said goodbye, warned him to be kind to her or I’d have words - only joking though, didn’t plan on seeing him again - and watched as they walked off into the sunset, hand in hand joined by his dad who suddenly appeared and gave me a sad little smile. I was genuinely happy for them 🥹

Then other stuff happened and I turned into a mouse.