Dreams 2

My head hurts due to the stress I had rendered to my brain. I can't get to think straight, cos everything in my head now tends to be interpreting nothing but the write up letter.

Starting from the moment the two gentlemen left, I haven't taken my eyes off the paper that I almost forgot to pick Gerek from school.

I pleaded with Stacy to go pick him up, while I sat my ass in my office, interpreting some kind of God language. Internet wasn't helpful this time, and I almost lost hope in finding an answer about this.

" What does this mean? " I asked myself. " This has to mean something. Mom, why didn't you explain this to me when you had the chance to? Why do you have to leave without passing the information to us? "

I drummed my fingers on the desk frustratedly, staring at every corner of my room as if that will be of help. " Mother," I stressed the word. " You have to tell me what this means. You're our only hope. Just tell me, anything. Anyhow. Even if you can leave your grave to this p