Still wonderful weather.
Still no going outside from my side, when I don't need to.
Sad!
Had another murder-dream. In some kind of war. Someone stole my car. Killed that person with a sword. Ripped the scull lengthwise down to the ribs. It was a real huge sword - more than 1 meter or so.
Strange dream as I acted as several persons in it. But it was brutal nevertheless.
Maybe I need to go to a psychiatrist.
I'm the most peaceful person in normal life and I need harmony for my well-being.
I even can't stand arguments. I totally feel unconfortable if I'm not in peace with a person.
That's the reason why I normally don't have deeper contacts to people. I'm not good in small talk neither in friendships. There are really VERY few people I would like to speak to or I'm able to stand their company for a longer time. PT is one of those persons.
12:21 pm - February 08, 2011
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