On a day like this.

I am not very fond of having dreams of people that i’d rather wished were forgotten, because it only makes me sad.  Remembering people from the past, remembering old things, old places,  just brings back old feelings– that i will probably try to make sense of,  even though i knew, that it wouldn’t make sense anymore. Then, i’ll probably think about it for a couple of days more, just obsessing about, how after all these years, all of a sudden, why he’s in my dreams.

That. just. sucks.

i remember you