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Bleh. I'm sick today. I had a wierd dream. I only remember snips of it. One part I was working in this small shop place(really small) and I lived there in this even smaller room(about as big as a bed) with this girl and I saw her face, but now that I think about it, I don't remember what she looks like; just that she had really long black hair and she was only up to my shoulders. In the dream I looked older, about 19-ish. The dream had a peaceful sense about it. The next part I remember is that I was walking on beautiful stone streets. The sun was bright, so bright, but it wasn't hurting my eyes like it normally would and it didn't burn my skin like it would, it was just the right temperature. Adorning the streets were lovely stone houses with rose gardens. The last snippet I remember was that I was in a beautiful church with neo-gothic architecture. I was a lone, but yet I felt like I was surrounded. The place had a gentle warmth, and the stained glass windows were lit up. As I was walking up the isle, it felt like somebody was holding me from behind, walking with me. I was wearing my favorite suit, the suit my uncle Dale gave to me. I knelt down before a statue, and someone had their hands on my shoulders; their touch was cold, but not freezing -- it felt nice, and familiar. The statue, I don't remember much of, but I faintly remember it being a cross with rose decor. The whole dream felt wonderful, really. Like heaven, maybe it was heaven. Or maybe it is what my heart desires most, what my subconcious mind wants more than anything. It actually made me sad that I had to wake up from it. Such a peaceful place... Much different than this world that is so filled with war and hate... No pain, no sadness...