It comes in fashion often without efforts sometimes in my dreams; even in my waking hours. The worry is here screaming what about me don’t you forget about me!

I sometimes wonder how it all began because I remember fearlessness…

Probably when I was 9 and fell that 51 feet off the railroad bridge and spent 2 days in that coma. Probably came to me in that coma which I remember nothing about other than when I woke. Been awake or dreaming for awhile now.