What's gone is gone forever?
Who decided that?
If you're reading this, this isn't meant for you.
I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so
often I should be used to them by now. I'm not. No
one ever really gets used to nightmares.For a while there I tried every pill imaginable. Anything to curb the fear. Excedrin PMs, Melatonin, L-tryptophan, Valium, Vicodin, quite a few members of
the barbital family. A pretty extensive list, frequently mixed, often matched, with shots of bourbon.None of it helped. I think it's pretty safe to assume there's no
lab sophisticated enough yet to synthesize the kind of chemicals I need. A Nobel Prize to the one who invents that puppy....I'm so tired. Sleep's been stalking me for too long to remember. Inevitable I suppose. Sadly though, I'm not looking forward to the prospect.
I say "sadly" because there was a time when I actually enjoyed sleeping. In fact I slept all the time.
That was before my friend Lude woke me up at three in the morning and asked me to come over to his place. Who knows, if I hadn't heard the phone ring, would everything be different now? I think about that alot.I know this is a lot of incessant rambling, trust me. I do it enough to myself about this exact subject to know that.
Please, bear with me, it will only take forever to explain what happened to us that night.I don't know how this story involves you, how it involves this world......but it sure as hell is involved now. Nothing you can do to change that now.There really isn't a fix for this. I'm Sorry.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy Name,
thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
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