Friday, December 26, 2008. My Horrific Subconscious Has Surfaced. Because I am used to dull dreams, last nights dreams seemed even more eerie. In the first dream I was a detective called to an urban area that was covered with dead bodies, littered across the city scape due to lack of law enforcement. The entire dream was gray enhanced, like that color scheme Lord of the Rings was filmed in.

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Sleep, sleep, O city! Though within the circuit of your walls there be no habitation free from sin, and all its nameless misery; the aching heart, the aching head, grief for the living and the dead, and foul corruption of the time, disease, distress, and want, and woe, and crimes, and passions that may grow. Wednesday, July 27, 2005. Another heavy night is upon me. Another one sent to take your place,. To make me cold,. To make me wait,. That I was not,.

Thursday, January 1, 2009. Why do we forget the things we once loved? I miss the freedom. Thursday, December 18, 2008. These days are far too long. Sunday, December 7, 2008. Carlie Parker is my sunshine. Tuesday, December 2, 2008. Sometimes we get buried under the avalanche. The snow will always melt. Bean Sorry for the picture sentence post.

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