I don't know how much I'll blog. I'm not really one to write down the days events. I've never had a journal I've kept up to date, but since Shayne seems to think I would feel better if I got some things off of my chest, or at least be creative in some way, I'll give it a try.
I'm currently sitting in bed, next to a sleeping Shayne and wondering what he dreams about. He suffers from insomnia from time to time, but when he does sleep I always think he is dreaming the dreams of the innocent. From that sweet smile he has on his face, I would say that I'm right.
That's all I want to say right now. I'll write more later.