That Whitestone dream.

The more I talk to people about it, the more scared I get. I don't know if I'm scared of finding something or not finding something or only finding half.... Aside of fear, I'm a mess of other weird feelings that I can't make heads or tails of. Clayton said, "Some dreams are just dreams, but that you remember two random places you have never seen seems to imply something more." Considering this isn't the first time.... maybe. But twice is still coincidence.

Ignore this post; I'm just being stupid.

Edit: I have to stop being such a dork in my blog because Phill told me he reads it on a regular basis. XD All my stupid crap must be either boring or amazing (in the bad way) the SHIT out of him.