No. 93

I just woke up from the saddest dream. My dad was picking me up from school or something and i noticed his driving got weird (and we lived back on my old street) and he almost hit Ethan's dad's car while it was parked in the driveway but he got beeped at. Then i noticed his driving get swirvey and he was losing consciousness. I yelled and told him to stop driving and get out of the car. I dragged him back to Ethan's house and his heart was racing and i didn't know what to do. He was dying. For some reason i think this whole heart racing thing had happened before, i just didn't know which time would be the last. So i asked Ethan's dad and he told me that we should get rid of all the extra crap in the house. I think he meant we should live a simpler life and my dad needed to relax. Yeah, i think i'm going to go back to sleep. I'm still pretty tired.

Last night i felt like crap. I just felt so lonely and i just couldn't shake it.