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I just wrote this long entry and realized how dumb it sounded so I deleted it all.
I woke up the other night from a dream... it was pretty effed up and I don’t know, it stuck with me. Mark and I went to Space Center for some reason and got tokens to play games, then just wanted lunch... and there was this sushi bar looking thing there for the lunch area. We walked toward it and Tom Lowell started walking toward us really briskly, and so I said hi and didn’t think any more of it. He kept trying to stop us from going to the sitting area but we kept walking, and suddenly Evan was sitting there, stoned and drunk out of his mind… First of all, totally weird... and secondly, I don’t know why but this image has been fucking with me for a few days and I can't seem to kick it. Anyways, in my dream I just turned to Mark, grabbed his arm and ran out, with Evan completely oblivious that I was even there and Tom standing looking like he felt as though he’d failed at some enormous task.
Evan, if you read this, hopefully you're in a much better state than you were in this dream. Hopefully you're happy and doing well. And hopefully you'd recognize my existence if you saw me at Space Center, no matter how fucked up your state of mind might be at the time (and hopefully it's not!)
So my life is boring. St. A's sucks and I'm ready to graduate. A year early probably, again. High school all over? Most of my friends are graduating (again), and yeah... I'm tired of this place, time for new things.
I woke up the other night from a dream... it was pretty effed up and I don’t know, it stuck with me. Mark and I went to Space Center for some reason and got tokens to play games, then just wanted lunch... and there was this sushi bar looking thing there for the lunch area. We walked toward it and Tom Lowell started walking toward us really briskly, and so I said hi and didn’t think any more of it. He kept trying to stop us from going to the sitting area but we kept walking, and suddenly Evan was sitting there, stoned and drunk out of his mind… First of all, totally weird... and secondly, I don’t know why but this image has been fucking with me for a few days and I can't seem to kick it. Anyways, in my dream I just turned to Mark, grabbed his arm and ran out, with Evan completely oblivious that I was even there and Tom standing looking like he felt as though he’d failed at some enormous task.
Evan, if you read this, hopefully you're in a much better state than you were in this dream. Hopefully you're happy and doing well. And hopefully you'd recognize my existence if you saw me at Space Center, no matter how fucked up your state of mind might be at the time (and hopefully it's not!)
So my life is boring. St. A's sucks and I'm ready to graduate. A year early probably, again. High school all over? Most of my friends are graduating (again), and yeah... I'm tired of this place, time for new things.