Whatever

My lifestyle is totally screw up already. I sleep at the wrong time, work at the wrong time.

Last night/morning, i had a dream. The dream involves buses, rock stars, me trying, me being left out, and also involved a very sweet guy who was there for me at the end of the day, when i felt that there is no one in the world i could relate to. Is it real? Tired.

Its like a Dave thing again, but its someone else apart from Dave, and why isn't the feeling as strong? So its me? Or, "Dave replacement"?