� thin � 2003-08-07 � 8:22 a.m. �
I have a lot to say... but I can't think. A lot to conjure....
A lot...
I am a wreck.... I haven't slept well in years and by the time the 23rd year of sleeping shit rolls around it strats to show.
I need to reevaluate.... I need to dream.
I dreamt last night, Davy, we were sitting at a table... you and I... my family... and we were laughing loudly at conversation... clear as day I could hear it, but for the life of me, I can't remember....
You were laughing hard... it must have been good.
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