Today, around 2:30AM, I was born seventeen years ago.

Today, around 2:30AM, I will probably be sleeping.

Another year, in the end, is just another day, three hundred sixty-five times over. It's nothing monumental: it's only a big deal the first time your birthday came around, when you were born. Each additional year is just another notch in your ( Read more... )

Everyone has dreams envisioning death: I'm no different.

Last night's show wasn't really nightmarish at all in nature. It was more of "What if...?" and "What then?"
I was dying from some terminal illness, and I was given a timestamp on my life. I don't know how long I had, exactly, but I know that my family spent the majority of the time overwhelming ( Read more... )

I had a weird dream this past night, and I just woke up... five-ten minutes ago. I forced myself to record some things pretty much as soon as I was coherent enough to type, possibly earlier. Then I went and Googled dream dictionaries, and here are my interpretations for my dream:

I dreamt of a (really) old crush, Tim, and he liked me back. "To dream ( Read more... )