Less than 1,500 days to healing of all that is, here. I won't see it from my present perspective. I will be somewhere else. What's the point of being here after you've outgrown it, besides being a slave for everyone else but yourself?
Yet I can't leave until my contract time is up. In fact, I can't leave; period. I must be 'taken' by circumstances. That's the rules.
Got up way too early. So excited over a promise, and something that I think is happening.
I think, but can't be sure. . .yet. Then there is what has happened, recently.
The ultimate high isn't a chemical.
Thirty seconds can also be eternity.
