Please stop reading this.

Keep doing what you're doing. Ya, it makes you uncomfortable, it made me uncomfortable, but what you're doing is awesome and that's why everyone is reading it.

I wish I remembered more. There was something about how much this had already changed me too, but I denied it. I'm not sure why. What he said was like hitting the nail on the head kind of good, even though I still don't believe any of it, but I was too shocked by everything else he was saying to hold onto that moment. Memory is such a funny thing. Those words were the ones I told myself to remember. Try to forget everything else that just happened to make it through and get home in one piece. But those words were the ones I didn't wake up with. Everything else is precisely what I dreamed about. Reliving the possibilities endlessly all night. Confused by the lack of distinction between fantasy and reality when I finally woke up.

Things are about to get interesting kids. Fasten your seat belts.