Perhaps with joy, happiness and laughter at my side my poisened heart will beat at a new healthy pace. No despair, sorrow and certainly not imagination will not die when I enter the world reborn. You have seeped into my soul to become part of the whole. Your faces will remain as familiar as my own shadow. But all friendship is smothering when over indulged.
Variety seems to be the key to life, con- tentment and fulfilment.
I wonder if these emotions define the perfect image of living. I do not know, that is what I must find out. Like it was before the accident. My mind often wonders there. I look in the mirror, at my face full of pain, touching my scars, caressing them, soothing them to peace.