Back (Again, this time from another place)

I just got back from my grandparents. I feel warm inside and out. And tired. I dunno why. I didnt sleep my best at my Grandparent's it was nice and cool in the basement. But I woke up in the middle of the night at least 3 times a night. I missed two weeks of church, which is kinda hard to believe. And I had the wildest dreams. It wasnt like my usual dreams. But lately they have been my usual dreams they were like scenes of my past, present, and future. It felt like a brick was squishing me one day. I didnt like it. My dreams are odd. And the scenes I see in the dreams are actually things that I think about or things that ave happened or maybe are going to happen. We saw a movie called "Click" last night it was pretty good. But it was a dream. And it reminded me of the dreams that I have. I sometimes think about what it'd be like to go to hell. Its worse than anything you can imagine and I can imagine awful things. And it wouldnt stop it wouldnt die off. You wouldnt die. It would just go on and on and on. Never ending torture. It'd be awful. And especially when you expect to end up in it.

Over and out.