Had a not so weird dream last night. It was rather nice, made me feel good.

I dreamed I was at the Nissan dealership again, talking to different salesman. I told him I spoke to Mike Lee and told him I was interested in a 2 door. He then showed me a whole bunch of stocks of 240sx’s and Skylines and all I could think was “Mike, you liar!” (since the actual dealership doesn’t have anything older than a year). I ended up testing a mint 5-speed 240 on some black rims. I tore ass around the area and decided I’d take it. Funny how my dreams always have me being an excellent driver.

Yesterday, I reformatted my comp and set up my grandmother’s digital picture frame (a Chirstmas/Birthday present I wanted to have waiting for her when she came back). So I spent the last few hours before going to bed looking through family albums for pictures to ghetto scan (with my DSLR.) It was neat seeing uber young versions of family. Ate Sally when she was a baby seriously looked like a tiny version of he adult self. I think its her characteristic bags under her eyes. And I used to think that was just stress lmao.

I found my baby book too, complete with original birth certificate, wrist band and a bunch of other neat things. Did you know my first words were “Mama”, “come”, and “car”? Blew my mind. Lots of baby pictures of myself with my Mom too. Creepy that I have to say this, but my mom was ridiculously pretty when she was in her 20′s. I feel gross, just thinking that sentence. I found a sheet of headshots from when my mom was in the air force though. I one out to keep in my wallet. I’ve been on the island for almost 6 months now and maybe talked to my Mom a few dozen times. I seriously miss seeing my Mom everyday and I almost start crying when I think about her.

I don’t think I can spend the rest of my life on Guam when I consider that. Every time my mom calls she asks how I’m enjoying Guam again. I always respond that it’d be perfect if I had my own place and Car. Nah, that’s bullshit. Realistically it’d be perfect if I could just get in a car and drive some direction and hug and see my mom, just knowing she’s around.

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