Evacuate

I had an intention on coming on here.. the turn I took though, was going onto Facebook first. What's up with that? That... action? I think of it as a little reward, "Oh I'll go on here for a second." Reward? A little thing. But then it extends itself to moments and pages onwards.

But I think I came on here to describe... my day? I hesitate now, because I remember I made this visible for those whom wish to go to my Dreams blog via facebook, then profile, then to my other blogs (aka here). And this is terrifying.

Fuck,

I've been found.