It’s odd waking up in the morning with the thought of last night’s dream still going around your noggin. Especially when the subject of that dream was the one girl who hurt you the most. But that’s not what was weird about it, what was weird about the dream was that in it we were together again. But for some reason I had done something to piss her off, or make her cry. For whatever reason I thought it best to go to some other part of the townhouse it seemed we were in. At which point I’d pick up the phone and she’d be sobbing into it trying to talk to me over the phone. Yea I know, makes no sense but damned if I didn’t wake up going “..what the hell?”

I just hope today will go better than my dream.

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