Its 11pm and scooter has finally settled for the evening, I cant move from here. Well I can but oh well. Ive been dreaming a bit lately, some nightmares about bush fires. I had one great dream this beautiful purple sheet with a tiger on it was been held by two people and I was watching pictures move on the wall.. content in there. I have been crying myself to sleep too. I guess everyone does that from time to time.
well im breaking up inside out.