It still amazes me how nervous I still get, how awkward things can be after years of comfort. In a moment, everything changes. I wish it could be different. Oh how I wish...

At night, in my dreams, I usually dream of strangers but sometimes I see people that I recognize. The faces that make appearances in my private realm of subconscious are usually ones that have made some crazy impression on me. Most of them are completely surprising so when they make their presence known I spend the waking hours that follow bent on analyzing the why. Why them and why not others. Why do some faces show up and then disappear. The only one night stands I've ever had...

I'm growing weary of the temporary.