lately i have been plagued by dreams of loss and fighting for what is mine. last one is i was living in my apartment and it burned down. my things wre left on
the concrete slab but someone was picking throught the ashes and found a short sword. it was someone in the program. they ran and i ran after them and caught
them. and took my sword back all the while hoping i would not have to kill anyone for meesing with my stuff that was left on the concrete slab. 20 years plus
later and you are still with me. damn you, you indignant asshole. i hope satan holds a place for you inn his steamy ass.

I'm in the process of buying a
new house and the number of night-mares has increased exponentially the closer possession date comes. This should be (and is) a really exciting time... but
because I fear going to sleep, and am not sleeping well when I do... it's kind of tiring... discouraging... sad.
, but it is tough...
i hope it passes soon for you