With a usual exchange of words, a special Justin account and a sinus infection I finally did it. Thank god it is over. Maybe from now on things will be a lot easier. Why is approaching someone so hard for me? I such a chicken shit at times.
I had a dream that he was a horse racing jockey and was getting ready to ride one of those crazy horses from The Ring. Like the little boy in the movie, I drew pictures revealing what would happen if he did. I woke up right when he got on the horse's back. Wonder what that translates to?