This morning while dreaming I found myself talking to an old friend of mine. I haven't actually talked to her since I moved out here from San Diego. I stopped by to see her in Arizona on my drive out here to Boston and I think I may have emailed with her once since then. So of course I quickly dug up her email and sent a message out. Gotta love the power of dreams.
I really wish I was better at keeping in touch with some of my friends. I sometimes feel that it is one of my flaws. I have a tendancy to be a bit of a flake.
