Dreams are passages into the soul

It was summer time, and Zach and I thought we should go to the lake again. It was one of those really nice days that we had this summer and this time, we actually took advantage of being out on the lake. We brought some other friends and started to walk a strange shoreline. It was on Lake Sarah, but a much larger beach. A couple of people dived in, and I continued to trace where water met land. At the same time, (or maybe a little bit before we decided to go swimming) I was playing a game inside a house with Adam Neis, and he kept throwing stuff for me to catch, but I let it whiz pass me and it'd break all these breakable glass things behind me. So we decided to hide everything that was valuable so we wouldn't do it again. I think that's when Zach and I wanted to go out on the water. So back to the water, just as I'm about to start running into the water, Justin comes out of nowhere. He wasn't at the house earlier, and we hadn't called him to come to the beach, still there he was. He started asking why none of us called him, and we just shrugged our shoulders, saying we figured he had too much homework to do anything.

And that was that. That dream said a lot to me, a lot of stuff that I needed to remember.
Son meilleur ami a été emporté Y no soy responsable Aber ich glaube gezwungen, um für ihn dort zu sein nella buona e nella cattiva sorte, come con c'è ne dei miei amici.


So it goes,
Amy