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<P>April 6 - Another day of torment.  Seems the past few weeks my mind has been in turmoil.  I am not the man I think I am.  Last night I dreamt of having two sons.  It seemed so real but yet how could that be?  Was it a dream?  I must find answers for my confusion. I must destroy the note in my chest about my past. It is too dangerous too keep. Yet it is the  only thing that remind me of them.
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<P>M. Denton