I was reading an old AIM conversation I had saved awhile back, something my friend had said to me when I was really sad. And it was funny, because as I was reading it, I was imagining that the conversation had actually taken place with both of us in the room together, talking to each other. I could hear my friend's voice actually saying what was written and me replying back.. as if it were a movie playing in my head. But that conversation never actually happened, it was online, I couldn't see my friend's face or hear anything. Makes me wonder where the line between reality and this imaginary dream world of mine is drawn. This is what happens when you think too much.