Well, this is certainly a trip.
Shelly, I remember you. Do you remember me? Amy from Seattle. I stayed with you at your home.
I hate this, really. It makes me sad. It's taken me years to cry, to remember, to realize what went down in that warehouse in Richardson. I love the sun.
To all of you: take care. I'm trying, as a single and loving mom, to do my best.
But sometimes Straight comes into my dreams and I don't know what to do with it.