The Day That Changed My Life
Thursday, April 23, 2009 11:33 PM
My physical body stayed rooted to the chair but my mind longs for freedom. Suddenly my brain obliges. My spirit finally breaks out of its prison cell. I swoop with mental wings into the abyss of red of the sun. As life in the paradise of the imaginary world of the painting beckons invitingly, I wave back at the vessel of my spirit but I do not look back. I know what would happen to it . It would just be part of another statistic shelved away and forgotten in Woodbridge Hospital. But this lifeless vessel was the least of my worries. In fact I now have none. I take flight towards the eternally setting sun with the birds along side. This newfound freedom is meant to be treasured. This defining moment of my new lease of life is meant to be embraced. Even the sounds of the waves are left behind as i take charge of this new life, this permanent liberation.
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