I told M about my dreams and he basically says that I'm safe and should quit while I can. But my curiosity still has a hold on me and...well, I stopped following it for months, and then out of nowhere I start dreaming about faceless people? It could be coincidence, but why would I start having nightmares about things long since forgotten? I've been avoiding my windows at night lately, even with the blinds closed.
Anyway, I'm gonna try to avoid this turning into one of those blogs. Ha, no wood nearby to knock on.
I should update more often.