I felt like I was making progress with getting over the whole Adam thing, but I woke up with a serious pit in my stomach and went to bed upset last night.  Then I had a bunch of weird relevant dreams, even down to having a conversation with his roommate about records where I told him I story that I was at their house and asked who’s collection was who’s, and Adam had said “can you guess?  I’m not that organized.”  And that’s actually a true story, it’s weird that it came out in a dream like that.

At this point, I miss the friendship, and the other friends that I met while we were seeing each other.  And I just feel like when I talk to him now I’m just annoying to him and he’d rather not bother with me.  I don’t know.  I guess we probably still need space and time before we can really be friends again, I just still hate how it’s making me feel.