I had a dream yesterday that made everything make sense. I keep questioning everything about myself, trying to figure myself out. In my dream, I just had fun and did work. I was being shy, wearing a black t-shirt with my swim trunks because I was embarrassed by my flabbiness. Then when the two girls in my yard were about to leave I ripped off my shirt and started being awesome. I need to rip off this shirt in real life, quit being a shy little cunt and start doing shit. Make new songs, write a book, find the energy when I'm not at work to actually do shit worth doing. Hell yeah!