Strains of Memory

When you are with me, I’m free
I’m careless, I believe
Above all the others we’ll fly
This brings tears to my eyes.

I heard this famous Creed tune come up on my iTunes omni-shuffle, and it was like those years of Zorn and Tharn again, except I can look at them in another light. Oh dear, another light. Thank goodness for Abilify.

That was when Crimney left me, and I was all alone. And my parents got me bang to rights, but I escaped, but it was all so scary.

As the music segued into “I Am the Doctor” from the 11th Doctor’s run, I realized that I could reach out to my Crimney. So I found him on the interwebs. He seems like he’s leading a good life.

I can’t risk it, no matter how rising the music is. Gods know what connections to my parents he might bring. After so many years, how can I trust him?

I’m tired. The cows are calling. It’s time to head off to bed.

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