custom made for a daydreaming boy
Thursday, May 26th, 2005I don’t think that I was ever meant to sleep. I seem to have my weirdest experiences when I’m out cold. The last two nights have given me some weird dreams.
The other night, I dreamed that mom, Meagan, my friend from freshman year Monica, and myself were driving into Newfoundland. What I mostly remember from [...] Read more »