So, a couple nights ago, I had the most curious dream. In the dream, my girlfriend and I were heading up to Canada. That's when waves of memory hit me. I remembered that I had gotten some girl pregnant years back, and how she put the baby up for adoption and we both signed agreements that we'd never see the child again. A ton of sadness, longing, and regret fell on me, thinking I'd love nothing more than to see this kid again.
Thing is, I've never knocked anyone up, and don't want kids. I hope this isn't the ticking of a biological clock or anything. Then again it does make sense that I saw Six Feet Under a few days before which touched upon the same kind of theme. Yeesh.
Thing is, I've never knocked anyone up, and don't want kids. I hope this isn't the ticking of a biological clock or anything. Then again it does make sense that I saw Six Feet Under a few days before which touched upon the same kind of theme. Yeesh.
You should come out to karaoke on Tuesdays. Ask vikprez for details.