Where do I start? Hmmm.  Well, I guess I'll start with the most recent thing.  I had this strange dream last night.  Actually, more than one strange dream.  But I'll talk about the one that woke me up.

It started off as a point of view from someone's camera.  They were recording a beach trip.  The people on camera were unfamiliar with the exception of my best friend, Candace.  I could hear the voice of the man behind the camera as she was just showing off her new bathing suit and her friends were just being goofy.  Eventually, she ran to the water and jumped in.

At this point, the PoV switched to my own perspective.  I could see the man behind the camera, and for some reason, it was Sam Witwer.  So now, I was watching the scene, yet no one could see me.  It was like I was a ghost watching the living.  But she was playing in the water, Sam lowered the camera and just watched from a distance.

Then, an older man in a suit, greyish lawyer looking attire, white shirt, red tie, walked up to me and started talking.  I was confused because no one else could see me.  He said, "You must really love her."  Again, I was confused, but nodded.  He said something about me being there must have something to do with being really interested in the events of the area.  I asked him what events he was talking about.  He mentioned something about some mass suicides to which I responded that I had heard of no such thing.  He handed me a newspaper that showed the headlines of hundreds of people dead in apparent mass suicides, one of the people being Candace.  Again, confusion hit me like a brick.  I had just seen her in the water, so I turned, and she was still out there playing with her friends.

I began to think this guy was crazy, so I accused him of such.  He shook the newspaper in my face again, and then I noticed the date.  The date on the paper was 2 weeks from the current date.  Confusion was replaced by shock.  I asked him what that meant, if he was from the future.  He nodded and said that I could change it.  "You would do anything to save her, wouldn't you?", he asked.  I nodded.  He handed me the paper and started to walk away.  "You have 2 weeks and 12 souls to save.  If you can do that, you can save her life."  And then he vanished, and I ran.

...and that's where I woke up!  Sounds like the pilot episode of a TV show.  I think I'd watch it.  I dunno. 

Beyond that, Candace came up to visit over the past few days as she came to grab our son and take him back to Texas for Summer break.  It was great to just hang out again.  We sat around and watched TV for hours.  We played some video games.  We went out to eat.  We unintentionally played in the rain.  We talked and had a great time.  I got to use my camera to document a bit of what went on, like the Kinect dance-off, which she smoked me at.  Phoenix was busy playing with Lego, so he didn't compete in that.  Though Soul Calibur got his attention, then he got distracted by Portal 2 and Minecraft, leaving me and his mom to get back to Storage Hunters.

Dancing the day away!

So, during all that fun, I started talking about what I'd like to do in a professional sense.  And since my camera is my passion, we decided that I should pursue that.  So I am.  I'm gonna get out of this state, relocate to Texas and try to get a photography career going.

Beyond all that goodness came the bitter end of the airport.  I had to drop Phoenix and Candace off and watch them leave as I've done so many times in the past.  I swear, this time, I thought I was gonna break down before I hit the stairs back to the ground level.  I think the only thing that stopped me was that I knew I was gonna be moving down there and that this would be the absolute last time I would have to do this.

Of course, I tortured myself on the ride home with my iPod.  I'm a glutton for punishment.  First song in the playlist on the drive?  Chicago - I Don't Wanna Live Without Your Love.  Could have been way worse, I know, but yeah.  Between that one and Will You Still Love Me?, I was just a wreck waiting to happen.

Yes, I'm a sap.  Yes, I still love her.  Is there a chance of getting back together?  Most likely not, even if I move to where she lives.  However, I feel it would be best for myself and my son to be closer to her.  He can see her more often, and neither of us has to shell out hundreds of dollars for long trips.

But, in closing, life moves on.  I've been stuck here trying to figure out what image to use for my 'sexy lady of the post', but my brain is stuck in a loop.  Oh well, since I've been playing Lollipop Chainsaw lately...

"So say we all..."