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You tried to find me but all the roads that

  • You tried to find me but all the roads that led you there were winding, and all the lights that lit the way were blinding. I thought you were the one who was going to save me.
  • But you didn't save me. You were weak, or didn't care. The one who saved me in the end was
  • Richard Simmons. "I know you can do it!" he told me, as we sweated to the oldies together. I believed him. But you...you didn't believe in me. My therapist suggested that you were
  • unbelievable. But I didn't believe her, because I BELIEVE in you! Then my therapist said she didn't believe that. I said, "I'm paying your extortionate rates for your belief in me
  • ." The therapist showed me a chart, "In regards to belief levels, you are somewhere between love and Tinkerbell. We need up your ratings. Start beliving in yourself." I couldn't
  • I'd tried, I told myself, I had tried to believe, not only in myself but in my existence, in what I was and did and would become, but all to no end; belief requires desire.
  • But desire requires passion, and passion a belief in something. I didn't believe in anything. How could I? I'd seen the Truth, the endless spinning wheel of Life. There was no
  • way I could go back to my job at the convenience store. Can you imagine somebody plopping down a candy bar on the counter, only to see my third eye open? My new sky-blue skin was
  • attractive to the cute color-blind girl who came in every Friday night to flirt with me. She didn't even seem to mind my 3rd eye. I didn't understand until it was too late that
  • she just couldn't see the third eye resting on my forehead, the colour blindness just made it invisible to her. When she finally noticed after a staring competition, my legs felt

2 Comments

  1. Krammy Jan 18 2015 @ 05:17

    Dang. I guess it's a cliffhanger. >-> Been playing too many continuations today.

  2. Chaz Jan 18 2015 @ 05:39

    Welcome to everybody's favorite mistake. We've all done it. :)

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