Sunday, April 11, 2010

Dreams #2

One of my friends wanted to meet me for a camping trip at his old school. I went to the school to meet him after talking to him on the phone, and there was a bunch of people just hanging out at the school. I then saw a figure in the distance walking back to his car, and I asked someone by me who it was and he said "He never comes up here alone, it's like he's scared." The figure then got into the car and started driving away, but before he passed the school he threw a rock at me which struck my shoulder, numbing my entire arm and knocking me out. The figure was the friend I was meeting.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Hey Joe,

this counts.