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Back breaking. Head splitting. No end nightmare. This life you see here, this life you are somewhat living is not what it is meant to be.  Eyes are still open, heart is still beating, mind is still believing that there is a way out of here.  Run while you can.  There is still time.  Just run away.  Run, Run, Run.  Run away from this nightmare land.  This life you see here, this life you are somewhat living is not what it is meant to be. Back breaking. Head splitting. No end nightmare. 

The silence is hauntingly silent. The moment is broken. The clinking of wine glasses. The soft sound of the cork being  pulled out of the wine bottle ....POP.

Again into the past. Separate but a complete individual. Crazy info commercials. Love at every turn. My girl beside me. High on this little piece of life. Also high on other stuff. Coming down in a calm and orderly fashion. A little smile. A sly, smart, sexy smile. Waiting for us to be completely naked. In a dream? No, not this time. Right now, it's for real. Let go once more. Be fun and goofy. Everyone must feel like this at one time or another.