Please don't walk away from me Even though mighty angry You are the only ones left In my life right now I had a dream recently where everything in my house came to life and started talking to me. They didn't harm me but I was still afraid of living with that many things who were watching me and asking me questions all the time. So, I wrote a letter in my dream (typical Postman stuff) and everything went back to normal. I realize that even though i don't write consistently, I miss it even in my dreams. I'm constantly reminded to write here but my cynicism doesn't let me. As always I'll try not to let it get the better of me. I'll try.
