Well, I've already had the abandonment dream this week. Today I had the moving dream (too many things to take; new owner had moved in and our stuff was still there; I left my tulips behind) with the "don't have a house anymore" dream (new owner had completely remodeled it, including putting in a woodburning stove and taking the oven unit out). Also had the social rejection dream featuring J's friend Adam Epstein, who was at a premiere of a West End show J had lit and refused to acknowledge my existence at all, going so far as to leap out of his chair after the show rather than say hello. And J had not told me he was going to be in town because he didn't want to upset me.
Woke up feeling quite low, really. I haven't done any writing for days. It's cool today, good for it.