And I wonder as I lay here, in this sleepless field of dreams..

HELLO!

Somehow you've stumbled upon my blog, scraping the ends of the internet for something interesting.

Instead you found this.
I hope I don't put you to sleep.


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pull your hair up.
Dec 9, 2008 || 2:31 PM || comment?

Did you hear the rain outside today? It came in two short bursts, pattering out on the concrete. My throat doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday, I'm really glad for this! I had a sick dream the other night. I...can't really remember it now, but I blame it on Aaron's story..

Haha, maybe for a new year's resolution I will do my best to force myself to write down my dreams from every day. A year's worth of dreams...I will have to make sure to write down the dream, and also, what I think it means to me. That way, when I go back and read them, I will hopefully remember what made me dream about that, or why. Because sometimes when I read through my old blogs, I can't remember why I wrote some of them, those are the ones usually written out of some anger that wasn't really worth it. But writing those things out lets people know what I have felt for that day, and for that reason, it isn't completely worthless.

Do you ever play a game and wonder if the future in those games will be similar to the future we have before us? I'm not saying that I do, but I wonder if it will ever get that bad. Because most people have the mindset, "Oh that'll never happen [to me]," you know?

Is that'll a proper contraction? XD I don't think so, but I'm gonna use it anyways. Because that's how some people speak.

I'm glad for days like these when I feel that my blog is something worth reading- in the sense that I am posing questions, or speaking of some insight I had other than:

"I rocked out to my radio" but then again maybe you might find it funny if I'm rocking out to my radio? Because then you'll get a funny image in your head of me rocking out, and what exactly might that look like anyways?

Well I don't really have anything else floating around in my brain. thanks for reading (: