In the dream, I wept and wept like hard rain pouring outside. I remember waking up at exactly 2:21am and thinking, why am I NOT crying now when I crying big time in the dream? The answer will be unknown to me... That dream affected the whole night but I managed to have better dreams afterwards.
One of the last dreams I had this morning invloved Simon DZ asking me silly questions that had nothing to do with anything, basically. I had no idea what in the world he was talking about, but I let him babble anyway, cuz Simon's cool.
Speaking of which, at school I saw a real young picture of Simon in middle school, and it freaked me out so bad that I screamed accidentally. I'm not going to say in detail what he looked like a few years ago, but he sure as hell looked different!
Happy Friday and I'll write more laterz. Peace out!
