Dissociative Identity Theft

one more thing i forgot.
we were driving home from this party today, and we drove past this diner, its called the Roy Ann Diner. Andy took me there one night. and i had never gone there or haven't gone there since or been anywhere near it. i got that sick feeling in my stomach again, and couldn't say anything to my mom because she just doesn't ever get it. stuff like that makes me remember why new york was so much better. there were no ghosts of him there....