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Palliativity 109: The Dark Time

Posted on December 9, 2010

The Dark Time

Sleep is the far-off shore. Medication is my vessel. Ahead is the threat of another sunrise all too soon.

Twilight. My head hits pillow and the lucid dreams begin. Asleep I leave my broken body.

I am presented with an anxiety dream. I laugh at the familiar characters and the tired plot. I fly away to the empty stage; the green room of the soul. Endless possibility and infinite time. I am the creator. I can do anything. I can be anyone. I—

am awake…

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