timeline

I am 11. It was 2004. I had my latest material.

2005/6.

At 13. I am a millennial afterall.

Age 14. This we briefly talked about..

15, so.

Look how 'time flies and we were all by ourselves '.

16. It was about that time with your last love of your life.

2010. 17 years. I have taken out what was in it.

2011' I am 18. And any reference I think to coming of age.

19. New ties which have seen a turn for the worse.

2014 The King of Dad Jokes.

22. I'll give it another year or so.

2016.

23 y/o What do we call the sequel for this?

and

2017

and 18'

& 2019

{2020-2021}

It feel a little like time going way too fast.

I was nervous as the plane pulled into new City Airport, I couldn't just go home if things didn't turn out. It would be three days before I could get on another plane. The best bet was to 'play it by ear', and let fate take it's course. *

A plane flew over our heads. It served as a sudden reminder that I would be heading home to my City within a day. That's the problem with travelling, you always have to go home again. She took out a cigarette and lit it. 'Lucky last, we better make a wish.' 'Okay, what are we going to wish for?' I said. 'Let's think about it, and then come to a mutual agreement' she answered. 'Okay.' I thought about how close I was to her, and how lucky we were to have met. And I thought about how when I closed my eyes and hugged her, it felt like I was hugging myself .

my body felt numb, and all the pressures of space seemed to fall upon me. The feeling was opposite of the Lucid|Dream . I felt as if a great vacuum was sucking me Into the chilling darkness of the night and pulled me as if being grabbed by some great invisible hand (which could not be felt) and thrusting me out from my bed. The sensation came to me, more than once each time I had to make a conscious effort to prevent the rush by concentrating on the objects and shapes of my room, in its real presence to rip myself from the arms of this trance.

Only Movement and a change in the way I was laying seemed to do that.

As I released, I did not move but fought against the feeling.Some unexpected consequences of your past actions; were the results of someone else responses before your ideas came into being.

I was not planning on slipping down the side, bright tears of joy settled on the outside, saying 'no' not to fall.

It came over like an overwhelming darkness, and began to pull at me again. 

When it became too much and the force died quite suddenly.

I no longer felt any weight ~rather than a body, as there was no gravity whatsoever, AS I rose up higher and higher. I felt a greater intensity of pleasure. The epitome of oneness, warmth, transcendence, but pure nature. But as the room became smaller there was it seemed a sense of physical separation from the world (as If I had transcended the confines of its walls)

There was a moment of release, and my legs started to move right, a feeling like being under water washed over me and my body felt lifted up.