I had four dreams today. I only remember the last one though. Twas so strange... I was trying to escape something, I'm not sure what. It felt like I was crossing the border, but it was at my school and I was with the kids from church. Yes, kids. And there were these evil brown birds that would peck the people trying to run away, but I hid under a building or something. Then we were all on the dining car of a train. And I flew and never came down. Twas so strange.

These days I feel like people have been calling my name, but when I turn around there is no one there, well no one calling my name at least. I can't tell whether or not it's God or I'm going crazy. However if I truly was going crazy, I wouldn't say I was going crazy because I would be thinking that the things happening to me are normal which would make me abnormal compared to others, but I wouldn't think so, unless I was crazy. Wait... I just confused myself. blah.

The dead baby from Trainspotting disturbs me.