Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the day and I
can't remember key things that has happened to me, all
I have is the dream. The dream is never good, like
family memebers who have been hurt or some other great
loss. Most of the time I can logic it away, yet
sometimes I have to call someone, anyone to find out
the truth.
Monday, March 5, 2007
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