Voice of the dead

No dreams last night. I did wake up with a mighty headache and had trouble breathing though. Must. Stop. Smoking. Nothing will kill me. I won't let it. I decided I'm going to start writing again. By writing I mean short horror tales like I used to so long ago. And I'll post 'em here at some point. But first I must think a little. I have tons of ideas and story plots in my head that I want to arrange so it'll make better sense to the reader. It'll be fun and since I now have a forum for such things it'll be much better. Coffee is good. And love is a lie.