unsure.

I have no idea why, or how it all began, and it kind of kills me to say it or type it or anything in between, but I have been really caught up in the Casey Anthony case. Last night this woman was in my dreams, and in the dream I was trying very hard to be her friend, and I vividly remember telling her that "it's ok, you can tell me. I won't tell anybody else. I'm your friend" and I am kind of scared that in a very strange way my body and mind think this way. When I first read about this case I had my mind made up about this girl, and although the whole world seems to think she is guilty, I, on the other hand, think....how do you really know? I seen pictures of her release this morning and wasn't at all surprised to see that many people outside were anxiously waving their "justice for Caylee" signs, as if to say that Caylee's death is not being justified by her mother's release. I don't know. I really have no idea. It just kills me that SO many people seem so certain that are right, when I am thinking they know only what they read about in papers or news. They weren't there. A jury found Casey not guilty and for that I at least think she deserves some sort of respect. And for the record, I think Casey Anthony know's how her daughter died but is covering it up to protect someone else. Of course I don't know if that's true. I'm unsure about the whole thing. I don't even know why I care, but with a whole heart I really do. I guess I needed to share that somewhere, and even though I have abandoned my little blog with everything I created it for in the first place, I will get back on track.