Because this is my first entry, and I don't have a recent dream, I will tell you an old one, that for some reason stayed in my mind:
I killed my friend Sean with a poison tuna fish sandwich. I tried to mask it as a suicide, but I couldn't forge his writing, so I wrote it out on a computer, but it wasn't his computer, so I knew I would be busted.
That's all.
Something else that you should know. I never had nightmares until the age of 20.
