Wasn't going to blog tonight, but then the mood struck.

It's OK to indulge in fantasy every now and then, as long as you can distinguish fantasy from reality. So tell me then... how can a parent chastise their child for their imaginary friend when they turn right around and start talking to "God?" I've never seen one shred of scientific proof that one exists. People who believe do so because they were taught to. Most do it as a form of comfort, and some do it as a form of control and an excuse to bash those who are different from them. Either way, how do they know they're not deluding themselves? Again, it's fine to do something that brings you comfort, but I think people need to remember what's real and what's not. I can say I have a guardian angel named whatever if it brings me comfort, but that doesn't make it real. So why pretend it is?

Slept better last time around, even though it was still a bit fragmented. Because of it, I have more energy today, so I got more done. I was more physically active.

I tried yet again to ask for a sign from Aly in my dreams that she's out there, but again I got nothing. I don't know if it's because she's unable to give me a sign or if dead really is dead, but I haven't gotten anything.

Still worried about my eyes. I just have a bad feeling that as soon as the drops run out, they're going to flare up again. I don't understand why this won't go away, but I'm not dealing with it. I'm done running to doctors every time there's a fucking health issue. Sometimes we just have to stop trying to fix things and live with what we've got.

My nose is still healing and sometimes gets stuffy, but is otherwise doing OK. The tip of my nose is still a little numb, but that's nothing.