I had a dream that I was driving in someone else's car, and that person was with me telling me bunk directions. But the brakes were really bad and when I tried to slow down to take turns or stop for obstructions the car wouldn't stop…only slightly slow down when i put all of my weight into the brake; I'd just keep sliding…brakes screeching…and the steering wheel would slacken. I was completely helpless. I wonder if this is some kind of metaphor for my life.

I'm in North Carolina currently. My brother is being deployed to Iraq for the second time, this time on an 11 month stint. I'm here visiting and helping him move out of his apartment…it's kind of scary. hasn't really set in yet. I miss him already. I wish I could go in his place. I swear, if anything happens to him over there, the cowboy president has me to worry about, believe it.