Time is running out.

We can only be children for so much longer. I need to man up, and I need to find and take what is mine.

I had a dream yesterday of an ex-relationship of mine. It was a replication of an actual night that had happened a few years ago. It was nighttime, and we were at our high school parking lot. I drove to the middle of it all and parked. We were leaning against my trunk, eating In-N-Out burgers, sharing one drink. The stadium lights from the football field were bright, casting a dark shadow over the surrounding streets. It was just the two of us, with nothing but the sound of music from my car stereo.

I woke up. I've fucked up.