words keep tumbling around in my head, but I keep feeling like they’re all words that I have written before… My head and my heart are tumultuous places these last few days, and I’m not sure why, but I don’t like it. I guess it just feels like there’s something chasing me, and it’s getting closer by the day. Dreams are such ambiguous and personalized things, but I share one particular house dream with him. Scared the crap outta me. I don’t know what to think of that.
non bis in idem
