do you ever wonder if she still thinks about you? she does. at weird times, too, it seems to me. she had this dream the other night, something about trying to force you to tell her why you were so angry all the time. you didn't really have an answer for her. something to think about. "it's just the face that we hide in." but maybe you don't wonder about that ... who's to say. anyway, it's late. i really got to hit the pillow before i fall asleep right here at the computer. not very comfortable. more cryptic messages tomorrow.