what would it feel like to be on your deathbed? what would matter? what would you want to express? what would you want to hear, feel?
think of it. the sunshine, grass hissing in a wind, warm sand, shiny steel pots, exertion, distress even. magnolia blossoms in spring evenings.  moonlight. your child's hand, a lover's eyes, a friend's touch. laughter.

yesterday i took the truth serum, it was wonderful and still have a mental hangover. forgot to breathe. began again.