Lost

-Realized that I should definitely get another tangible journal, because by the time I make it to my computer, I have forgotten most of my dream.

01/05/2010

I remember being at my parents house and in the kitchen. My family was leaving to go somewhere, and I was staying because I was playing music with Mike Gordon. We were playing DWD and it was rockin. For some reason we were jamming in the kitchen instead of somewhere a little more appropriate. A few minutes into the jam, my younger sister came inside and told me to move my friend's car so that they could back out of the garage. I said no because I was jammin and it was awesome haha. So my dad had to move the car and I think he was pissed about it, but no one came inside to yell at me they just left and let me continue jamming away.