It seems my dreams have followed me into this new world. Silly, but I think part of me had hoped that they would have been left behind as well. I learned that my home does not exist here. Which means here none of what I remember happened. However, It does not erase the guilt I feel or the memory of what I've lost. What others have lost as well. How do you cope or adapt to this new life you are supposed to live when you still have the ghosts of your old one haunting you?