Sam was in my dream last night. I haven't had a dream about him for awhile now, so it caught me off guard. This time he actually told me why he was mad at me, or at least stopped talking to me. We ended up working it out, which felt good in my dream, but made me feel a little sad when I woke up because I do still miss him. I haven't met another person who filled his place in my life yet, so it's understandable that I still miss him. Oh well, I have a boyfriend, a cat, a wonderful house, a great new housemate, and some awesome best friends. I wish that my mind could just kick into gear.