Last night's dream suct. I was sitting on a couch and she walks up and begins that conversation were you know she's stalling and talking randomly until she gets the confidence to continue. She was leaving me. Not an emotional woman this time but someone who was over it, and had moved on. So I confronted the question in my head. "You've met someone else?" "Yes, and Dave is a good person." Dave? Who the fuck is Dave... (Dave Matthews is in concert tonight) Hmm...I tossed and turned until finally waking myself up to a time of 6:30 am. Stayed up since.
I hate bad dreams. Especially the ones that go after your greatest fears.
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