March 2011
Dreams about the boy..
It’s the night of the Tsunami and many of us have taken refuge in a secure location by a pool. When the pool settles, it means it’s safe. We’re there for a while, but none of us are getting to familiar with anyone outside our original groups.
At some point people begin to argue, the noise hurts my ears. I think they’re just scared, it starts to aggravate me to the core....
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