...been sitting at home at 3 am in the morning wondering about what people would feel when they read your thoughts, your dreams, your ideas? You begin to think about the times in the past where writing about these kinds of things was basically a huge piece of your life. I stare at the page, much like I have done many times before and see a place in which I can dump the abundant thoughts in my head. I sit here, write here, and wait, simply to see the reactions of my friends, enemies and those that I have not met yet.