Steely
Active Member
Last night I had a dream about my missing sister.
I was searching, searching......chasing, chasing...........I feel down in swamps, and was being chased by armadas.
And then, in the middle of a dusty road - I had to stop!
Paddington Bear - my sister's childhood teddy bear (the one with his face all smooshed up because she had squeezed it too much) - had fallen in the road, and no one had stopped to pick it up. I ran back and picked up Paddington Bear. It was so much more important than chasing the Zombies. I had her back.
Now, in this search for her throughout the nation, world - I need to stop and pick up the thing that meant the most to her. Her integrity, her honesty, her pure essence of unequivocal love.
I was searching, searching......chasing, chasing...........I feel down in swamps, and was being chased by armadas.
And then, in the middle of a dusty road - I had to stop!
Paddington Bear - my sister's childhood teddy bear (the one with his face all smooshed up because she had squeezed it too much) - had fallen in the road, and no one had stopped to pick it up. I ran back and picked up Paddington Bear. It was so much more important than chasing the Zombies. I had her back.
Now, in this search for her throughout the nation, world - I need to stop and pick up the thing that meant the most to her. Her integrity, her honesty, her pure essence of unequivocal love.