I am recovering from a dream I had last night. In it, a dear friend of mine who I used to go skiing with in High school, hates me... and this overwhelming feeling present throughout that the hatred he carried for me ran so deep it perverted everything it touched. Interesting, how the mind twists things into unrecognizable situations.
ha, this blog has turned into an online journal. Well, since no one reads it anyway, might as well use it as such.
