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biggrin I'm back! No I wasn't in an institution. I was sleeping, for such a very long time. There was no one else there, it wasn't reality. It was a place of in-between, a place where none could touch you, but they couldn't overlook you. You were there, just not there. Confusing, sure. Impossible, no. Fading, fading, is that it? I guess so, but then why am I still here? I'd ask why I'm alive, but I'm only living, I'm not alive. Not yet. To be alive is hard work, not that I''m incredibly lazy. I just can't put my all into living so I can't be alive without somehow killing myself on the way with the effort. Confusing, sure. Impossible, no. Never before has anyone succeeded in living without dying. How would there be living without dying? You can't have light without dark, or lies without truth. Otherwise the world would be gray like her eyes. Gray, gray, gray. Plain, not pretty, not ugly, just plain. Plain and gray. Sleeping is what I was, right? Not even breathing so they thought i was dead. No I wasn't but then again I was.

Confusing, sure. 3nodding

Impossible, no. stare