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mist

Mist.... Every day. My head is filled with it. I awake and I know that I can not see clearly, nor think or hear clearly. It is as if I interact with the world underwater and my thoughts and responses are all muddled. Am I alive? Or am I living zombified, made complacent by the choices I've made. I should have always lived free, never submitting myself to slavery...

I missed the point... How? After all that time I put in to this!! After all the training and studying, after all the moments I studied play by play. When it came to game time, it went right over my head.

I love driving. I could drive for days on end as long as I was able to speed. My record, Columbus, OH to Atlanta GA in 6.3 HRS. Haha, I was flying.

brick

It hit me suddenly, like a brick across the face. Stunned I opened my eyes to see hail, red, red like the color of blood falling on the grass around me. I looked up to see a sky, orange and blue with tears of red like I've never seen before looming above. What....

I jumped out of bed so quickly that I tripped over my sheets and fell on the floor. I was up in a flash, the idea had struck me so succinctly in my dream that I awoke sprinting out of bed. I had to get to Dr. Spotnaok immediately. We had to get to work, there was no time to waste. I ran outside in my underwear, rain was coming down in sheets. As I turned the corner Lightning struck an electric pole and it crashed to the pavement behind me, It jarred me a bit, but nothing could stop me! This was too important...

The stench of his wrongdoing plagued my existence. Like electricity running through my veins my blood was hot. I could feel it creep up my arms at night and burn through my skin, I couldn't sleep. Not with him still out there...

Chores. Chores have always given me a sense of accomplishment. Not the sense of accomplishment you get when you've done something that you've always wanted to do. More like the sense of accomplishment that comes when you've waded through the shores of death and are still bloody alive.

Maroon and white.... Ahhh, my alma mater. What can I say except - Go Tigers!

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