just when you think you're down low enough. just when you've resigned yourself to your fate. just when you have discovered the truth. just when you're at the bottom, someone pulls you up. Mostly unwittingly. But in a day where you stay in bed to avoid the day. To not exsist for only a little bit longer.... something like that can mean the world.

But am i glad?

I don't know yet. in a sense yes.

but my realistic side tells me, screams at me, this is not real. this is nothing. have you forgotten your place? lift yourself up on such ethereal words so you may once again know the exquisite agony of falling?

no... i'm sorry.

i have not forgotten my place.

i know my place.

-cr