A Benjy in my bed...
So there is a Benjy mostly asleep in my bed right now, not completely asleep but mostly asleep. Scottie wants to come visit me and Erin, I hope he wants to visit me more than Erin. I love scottie to death, he's a really nice guy, and I'm so glad that he wants to come visit. I'm so glad that Benjy has come to visit me. I've missed him terribly. There is something strange though about your high school best friend, and you current friends, together in a room talking. Not bad strange, just like a time mix up in your head. Andrew passed out really early last night, and Patrick was up till we dropped him off after 5AM. It's sort of crazy, is it not? THe way we sleep I mean. Poor Benjy, he has sleeping problems. He sees things in his head that scares him, and scared me when he told me about them. I held the poor boy last night, as if he were a child, talking to him, telling him about Robbie, and the pain that I never quite left behind me. Despite all that pain, for the past 2 or 3 days, I have just been happy. Thursday was bad, but that night it got better, and then Friday was great, Saturday better, and hopefully Sunday will live up... Anyway, I think I will try Scottie again... Hope he answers.