Dreams

There's something about them...maybe mine specifically...It's not answers I'm finding in my dreams but something else, something strong and powerful but at the same time masked and hidden. Symbols, yes...but also...it's like a riddle or a scavenger hunt where each item is a tiny piece in the huge jigsaw puzzle that is my life: past, present, and future. Each is a clue leading to the key. I have many keys only I don't know to which door each belongs.

I don't want to go back to vacation, I just want to be with my cousins again...one in particular.

Life is pain. Love is pain.

Pain sucks.