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"The room is unfamiliar. I don't know how I got here." I woke up and looked around. I was upset at the idea, all these thoughts going through my head and then my head started screaming at me. I felt my head and touching my head, felt two large bumps. I was dizzy and nauseous, I was so disoriented, I tried to stand up and fell backwards several times before I finally was able to stay standing. I knew one thing, this was beginning to feel like one of those video games, like "Exit Here", or "Escape if You Can". I also had seen "Saw" and d...
Sometimes words are too much to say, this could be case in this scenario, with two people have a basic conversation, which becomes more like an explosive argument about who knows what, unless you follow it from the beginning. Let's listen in on their chatting between each other...... "Hey, Bert, what are you doing?""What do you mean, what am I doing?""You spying on me or something?""Hey Bert, are being paranoid or something?""I might be just wondering what you want by contacting me on my private line, that I did not want you to contact me on...
I woke, from a dream, where I was not certain, where I was actually at and where I was suppose to be at. I felt my way across the covers on the bed, eventually pulling them off of me, exposing my pajamas and as I sat up, turning in the direction of my bedroom door, I saw a light under the door. Yes, my simple curiosity was getting the best of me, and I being the nosy person, alone in the room, I heading towards the door, and was not sure what to expect. I crept slowly towards the door, partly filled with fear, partly filled with other emotio...
I was standing there, not sure how I would go about my day. I was not sure how I was able to even start, but I was certain I would go on and do what I had to do. I was heading out the door, when I was confronted by a huge gust of wind, that was kind of chilly, yet very welcoming, and this was followed by some rain drops, which meant it would not be sunny, or as warm as I had hoped it would. I returned inside to add a light jacket, that would keep me dry and warm, if need be. I then was heading out the door again, when the rain drops starte...
Boy was I ever in a mood. "Why, you may ask?" Because it was a Monday morning, and I am not a huge fan of either Mondays, or mornings, to say the least. Yes, I can get really riled up and down right annoyed at the thought of the previous weekend, ending abruptly. I was looking out as the Monday morning sun, rose up in the day light sky, which made me happy and smiling. Then I saw clouds, that were hiding rain or something close to that, which turned my happy into a sad and crappy. I was then working my way into the kitchen to fix my morn...
The storm that is bringing a wave of the unknown. The storm that will soon be here and with it, will be some unforeseen force, that will either be gentle and not harm us or will leave us to pick up the pieces left behind while we watch it harm us in many ways. Like a thief in the night, it may come while we sleep, may even rob us blind, and then allow us to be awaken by what remains of the former. It will be a storm that will never be considered friendly nor a friend in any sense. The storm that we "watch" has been brewing to become full len...
To start where I should, or at least bring you "up to speed", I am needing to "backtrack" nearer the beginning so you will be sure to see what I am seeing, but through my eyes. This is where I am at, in this present moment, in this present place, in this darkness that engulfs my very being, is wrapped around me, like a blanket, and has me in its grasp, taking every breath I breathe, until it overwhelms me endlessly. The rain started earlier, when the black clouds rolled inward, turning a clear and sunny day, into a void of endless black. It ...
Now imagine, if you will, being in a location anywhere in the world, where the weather remains the same. A place that "promises" you the ideal weather of your dreams, in your lifetime, like for at least the remainder of your years in this life. You wish to share this time with me, so you too can know what it is like to have weather that neither changes nor will change from what it is presently. For you want to have the moments of seeing what it can be like and what it would be like, if in a perfect world, this was the case. You feel the ha...
I start off, waking up and wishing I could for see what the day will bring, yet without assurance of the day's events or even the next moment to be a certainty. I move around in my bed, looking at all the bedroom has to offer, then I decide I will fix some tea ths morning, instead of my usual cup of coffee, possibly two cups of coffee, for today my friend will be paying a "surprise" visit. "How long has it been, since we last visited?" Since we last visited, it was before the last time we were at war, the country that is, deeply involved ...
"How do I even know where to begin or how to start?" "How do I share this or that, without the fear of being criticize and judged?" It does not feel easy or seem easy, as most would have one believe, yet most have no truly understood idea of sharing and pouring out one's emotions and one's feelings, that everyone could honestly say that they understand what I am experiencing or having had to go through or deal with when that moment presented itself I feel that when I am saddened or angered, when I am happy or overjoyed, when I am bewilder...
I stand before you, yet you are not there. I speak to you, yet you hear nothing I have to say. I want to share with you how I am and how I feel, yet you have no response to what I share. I am beside myself, I am enraged and bewildered, I am so overwhelmed with a seething anger, frustrated because of how this is happening and how it will come to an abrupt end, that was never foreseen, even if I had imagined it to be this way. I am looking out into the night sky, with a starry and cloudless expansion of the great void, the endless space of t...
Ah! the hug that is given or the spoken words that hope to help someone see themselves differently and maybe even smile. Oh how can this be even equally explicit as a kiss on the cheek or on the lips. "How far should one go before it steps over some certain "line" or possibly crosses a certain boundary that is placed between two people who may or my not share some form of attraction"? "How can this be the very thing, the hug either side ways or straight forward into a close embrace"? "Can this be the way to share in and participate as ...
So "where shall we go to eat a fine meal"? You may ask this question more than once, when you are hanging out with friends, or just rather not wanting to cook at home. Since here, where I am presently living, the amount of places to dine out at vary from El Pueblito's and Taco Johns, to Subway and McDonalds and don't forget about Sonic and, of course Dominos and Pizza Hut to only name a few of the many odds and ends places to enter, if you want a choice to wine and dine, lest I jest indeed. Of course, lets not forget about K's Place, The Gr...
The memories are there, clearly making sure that I will not forget them. I have never felt so alone nor so afraid of what may or may not happen. I clearly need to move on and let go, yet it is easier said than done. How does one arrive at the point, they allow a specific memory or past event to haunt their dreams, to possess control of all they say or do at any given time? How can any one person, place or thing keep one guessing or wishing for an end to such a horrific event? Not to be too bold and not to seem like a coward, somethings are ...
Do I ever remember? Of course, I remember all the things that made the memories and all the things I remember that made me smile. I remember when time would seem to "stand still" and the moment would seem to "last forever". I remember how I played my first ballgame, how I was in my first play in school. I remember where I was when the New Year was rung in, when I had my first kiss, and yes when I first cried. It was these defining moments that were part of the journey that would one day lead to where I am today and where I hope to go from he...
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