I am in love... with life. How corny am I? But I am I love living it and I am greatful for it.
Last night I had a dream that my dad was yelling at me for not doing well in my classes. It was amazing how real it was.
When you dream it seems like there are mulitple YOUs in you head. Like the one watching and the one in the dream. And sometimes the one watching seems to be more you then the "you actor"and vise versa. (do you know what I am talking about?) Well for the spilt second that the "spectator eddie" got control, I remeber thinking, "This is horrible, I hope my roomates don't hear me crying." well they didn't and I have had a pleasent sunday ever since.