I remember introducing her to my dream self's parents, and spending time at the theatre with her, living with her, proposing and the door bell rang and she kept me waiting for an answer, her smile, and losing her to a weird cult in France and myself and freind trying find her and fix the disease she had but arriving to late?
I spent time in that world with those people.....
The night before I was an addict living on the streets i remeber everything the feelings the highs the lows again months of life that I have never lived.... I actually vomited shortly after i woke up the shock to my system was that real
I wonder what ny brain is trying to do or tell me?