I decided to watch a horror movie tonight before going to bed.  It's The Poughkeepsie Tapes.  At this point I'll take nightmares over Shawn dreams.

I had another one last night.  I don't remember too much about it, but I do know he was back and I was relieved and he kissed me and I asked him if we could get back together.  That part is still pretty clear in my head.

When I woke up I started tearing up.  I hate these stupid dreams.  I hate the feeling of being close to him that sticks with me all day after I wake up from them.  It sucks.

In happier news, Chris and Lindsey are adopting another dog tomorrow.  I'm so excited to meet him!

Alright, movie time.