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Dream Time

Saturday, August 18, 2012

I'm headed for bed and hope that I sleep like a log. Just a hair above a coma without being tubed and on a ventilator. Deep sleep. No tossing. No turning. No thinking. Dreams of walking on beautiful beaches with warm sand under my bare feet. The wind whipping my hair. The sound of ocean waves breaking on the beach and gulls flying overhead..................... I can live here.
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