So, last night was interesting, to say the least. However, when I went to sleep, I had one of the worst dreams ever. It was a death dream (i.e. someone close to me dying) and I woke up a mess. I quickly made some coffee to make things better, but was left unsatisfied.
I called the leader of the Sandwich Mission to tell him I was coming out to help out. I felt a little awkward, especially since I had a knife pulled on me the day earlier. Things went smoothly, which I prayed for, but when I arrived at home, I was greeted by a horrible surprise (if there is such a thing). I fell into this rut, which my friend, Andy and my Mom quickly pulled me out of.
Things are certainly going the route of strange. Perhaps I should divulge in some Harvest Moon to set my mind at ease.
-Luke
