The past two nights I've had dreams in which some of my friends were dead. Those dreams are dumb, Long Live My Friends!
I opened up my notebook the other night to try and finish some poems I started months and months ago. It only seemed to depress me as I dragged up the past and had nothing good to add. So there they sit... stories with no endings, no character, and no class.
Work is picking up, I'm getting 38 hours this week. I have almost completely dominated this cold and I really look forward to running again. I may get the honor of seeing the band Listener on Friday and that's always exciting.
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