i really like how staying home at night entitles me to dream. i had another really weird one last night. i was walking through the woods... acutally down this two lane road that goes through the woods. it was snowing, but not much yet, so there were still leaves on the ground. i wasnt cold. i just kept walking and all the sudden on the side of the road there was this large dropoff. i ran up and looked over.. there were all these papers scattered everywhere. i went down the dropoff and started looking at them. they were papers... poems. some written, others printed off the internet. i started to read one.. and all i remember is that it was the most beautiful poem ive ever read. it said something about "let it snow, because the cold cleanses.. let it rain, because it brings back life.." then a few more lines i cant remember.. and "until everything is gone, gone, gone, gone, gone..." was the last line. i dont know. i just thought it was cool. also. mom threw a chair at me on thanksgiving. haha. bitch. ill write about it some other time.