Is it purgatory.?..Or just a crossroad, facing choice's, facing this thing they call "life". It was to so easy to avoid it, pretend it's unreal, a dream, a pipe theory.
I ended up blind, an addict, lost and afraid. But I am gonna use this addiction, my affliction, turn it over, and find my space....my pace...myself. "All for a reason", I feel truth in that. I believe in that. I feel I was placed in the exact spot I needed to be, that my life, my story, has ryhme and reason.
Maybe it's woth reading.......
Autobiography
Chapter one page one reflection prose, very thought-filled-allets