what if im in a coma. and if that is the case, when and how did it happen. i mean ive been close to death a few times in my life. what if it was a much closer close call than i thought. what if that truck actually rear ended me with much more damage to the car and to me.
no one i talk to in this 'coma world' would know, they are actually 'out' sitting by my bed, reading novels to me and getting all the kids to sing songs.
now i doubt this is the case, but 'if' it is, how the fuck do i wake up and if i do, will i be compelled to blog about the experience?
peace
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Friday, July 3, 2009
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I think I avoided drugs through this kind of thinking.. like what if I was really a coke head, but I was stuck in this delusional world that seemed normal and had me not on drugs... so I never wanted to do drugs...
well, i also miss speading smooth creamy peanut butter on to a fresh slice of bread.
maybe i am a coke head. in a coma.
i miss being able to 'stop on a dime'. if a cop were to holer 'freeze' at me, i just might get shot.
i could have gone on forever bout the things i miss, but i think it might have become mundane rather quickly.
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