
Okay, guys, I’m in a bad, bad place tonight.
It was a rough, rough day. It started off when I remembered two of my dreams. In the first, my brother was alive again and it was like he had never died. In the second, he was dead again and we were in a trial trying to figure out what had happened to him. I remember sobbing in the dream. Of course, when I woke up, I didn’t realize that I would spend most of the rest of the day on the verge of tears.
Then I think my mom was trying to [ ... ]