in which he's brief.
Last night I dreamed that my father passed away. It was understandably heartbreaking - I think I'll give him a call a little later. I also had a dream I was picnicing with a beautiful blond woman back on my grandparent's farm. It made me a tad homesick, and also a bit homesick for the comfortable simplicities of companionship. Since my last relationship ended, I haven't really been searching for anyone new. And I don't necessarily want to be searching, but it would be nice sometimes to go on a picnic or hike. Or just wake up next to someone. Guess I'm just a little lonely. But that's okay. We all get lonely sometimes. Part of life. Just gotta keep on keepin on.