I'm sad. People is walking around me and they can almost go trough me. I feel incomplete. This time is not a good time to go out. I should go home. I miss you. I have to go home to my bed and the cats. This is gotta stop. And yet I feel peaceful... like the world is working the way it is supossed to work and all we are going trough is meant to be. We have a goal and a purpose. This is just another step. Sweet dreams baby. lobito.