the other night i had a dream about one of my brothers... now he is 20 years old and he is taller then me, but when he was a kid, like 8 or 9 he was on ridlin and other such adhd drugs and didn't grow for years... anyhoo... i was still as old as i am now but he was his former little self and i woke him up by jumping on his bed... then we heard our parents coming so we pretended to be asleep... they didn't believe him but they believed i was even though i was in a ridiculous position with one leg in the air... when they left the room i got up to leave and he was crying his poor little head off and telling me not to leave... he clutched onto my leg saying that he didn't want me to go.... but i don't know where i was going... i had 2 shopping bags with me and the sky was orange as i left...

so weird... it made me cry though... maybe i just miss my little brother