My Pilgrimage
        My travel starts with every day. Every day is a bare-ass journey, a new adventure. Who knows what it result hold. My journey has a beginning- my premier conscious breath each morning- and an end- as soon as I close my eyes and drift to sleep. Sometimes my pilgrimage is yearner than others but mostly the aforesaid(prenominal) everyday- filled with the same everyday events. Then, there is always the thought- the chance that this day exit be different.
        My journey begins. I open my eyes to the filaria angry screams. I do not immediately jut out of bed. I first lie there and movement to imagine what my day will hold. It is Thursday- what will I do today? provide I fight the urge to sneeze, to pass? allow I fight a dragon? Will I find a four-leaf cl everywhere, my true love? Will I find my salvation? I swing my legs over the bed to ready up. I hesitate- what if the foundation is no longer there? I put my legs down and see that the floor is still there like I left it. I then go to take a shower. I pause- what if bloodline comes from the faucet like in a horror motion picture?
I stand out of the range and turn the piss on and discover that it is merely water. I then suck myself ready for the day that lies ahead and make my way outside. I consider- what if the world has turned upside down? I quality outside and notice that my feet are on solid ground. I give a short sigh and walk to the CPO. I stop at my box and work the combination. I deliberate- what will I find? Will it be a keep in line for the lottery I won? I open...
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