. . . I could pull a Heath Ledger.

















Still too soon?



Let me tell you about this dream I had the other day.

I was walking down the street, and it was drizzling a little bit. I passed a man next to a lamp post who was praying. It kept repeating. Every time that it repeated, it would be raining heavier than before, and the man would be praying harder, and in deeper concentration. Until finally, I was running through a torrential downpour, a monsoon, and the man was down on his elbows and knees, w/ his head to the pavement. Palms together, giving it all up to God. I had a feeling that this dream was important.