I don't feel much like surfing and sun today, Sam. Send my apologies to Lilo. Tell her I'm sick. I'll try again tomorrow, but I know if I'm still this spent I'll just end up wiping all over the beach.
Thanks, Sam, I appreciate that, but I don't want you getting hurt or emotionally scarred. I mean, Laura would kill me. So I think it's best you keep your distance until I can objectively figure out what these nightmares are all about. I'll keep you posted as I figure things out.