This morning I woke up from a very hot dream. It’s funny how our subconscious can awaken during sleep.
It was the autumn of 2006. I had just returned from Beirut. 838 more words
Playing this game of reality took on a new meaning when I realized I couldn’t completely share my identity with the people in my life. That reality check opened door #3, and dropped me in the middle of a seesaw that rocked as the scenery and people changed from one life to the other. 977 more words