September 9th, 2009
Last night I had a playmate in my dreams. He was about a 3 year old blonde kid and one of the funnest people I've ever been around. He had such zest for everything! Anything I he found to do or that I suggested he was just totally into. He seemed infinitely happy, content, and full of energy. At some point near the end of this dream my mom arrived and the little boy left.. I told her how great this kid was and all about how much fun we'd been having. I asked her who he was, and she said, “That was you, Enoch.”
I don't feel like that kid, but I can, so I guess I will.
