Seriously, I need to contact the news media. I emailed a couple of places, but just have no clue how to go about it. All I would need them to do is to air the flier. We pasted the flier up all over the place on Friday night. By Sunday, they were gone. Did the air blow them away? Did someone pull them off?? Also we have a sighting at the Walmart. My son's girlfriend's cousin works there and said they saw Adrian sometime this past week going into the bathroom. The question is when? what time? what was he wearing. Apparently he was by himself. But that at least gives us hope he is in the area. It's just really strange that he would not call. He hadn't gotten into any arguments at home or with his parents. Everything was going good. He took nothing with him. Not his cell phone, his wallet, clothes. It's just very strange.
You know how you get that gut feeling something is wrong? Intuition or whatever, but since Adrian disappeared I haven't had it. And I am pretty intuative. The butterflies in my stomach, the feeling of impending doom. Nope nothing. I've had plenty of dreams of him, which is comforting, but scary at the same time, because, well, I'll just have to explain later. But now I am getting these gut feelings. I am feeling butterflies today. Even when we were putting up posters, I felt as if he was okay. Now these butterflies are killing me today. I don't want them here. Just go away. Please. Just go away.
My SIL has felt the same way, weird, how she wasn't SUPER worried. Worried of course, but not that omigod time to freak out worried. It's been over a week now, and I can tell in her face that she is in fact starting to feel a little freaked out. She hasn't been able to sleep these last couple of days. As a matter of fact, she's lost 5 lbs, very quickly. Everytime she answers the phone, it's like a rushed HELLLLO? We keep in touch every day, a couple of times a day to talk about any new developments. Talk about scenarios. Think about where in the world he could be. It's like we have the same conversations every day, and we come up with the same answer. I don't know. After a while, our heads start hurting.