August 21, 2003
Could you please come over here and hold my hand? I need to feel life coursing through something because I am not sure I really remember what it is like. When the pain sets in and my mind floats away my awareness of all other things goes with it and I have to know that it is at least there somewhere waiting for me to rejoin it. I do not think it ever really waits, it progresses and you just try to catch up. Maybe holding your hand and feeling the life in you will help jump start mine again.