Common Sense like a Chat

Some of what we seemed to share Syvie, My experience as a Snake and you as a Sarah, isnt something I like to identify as me: Stuff that I had to get over with and my personal humility to not presume that my good advice means I was there with you: My connection was to not let you or myself down. My ability to supervise with perfect clarity was nothing compared to your courage and my respect for you and that your story is your responsibility. And you are aware I hope that once the light fades into a great deal of melted nonsense cheese that common sense is what we'll both be drinking. Ive always found Bourbon to be more clear than Burgundy. If you want to be in my heart more than find the time to rest and enjoy my company as I would enjoy yours. "Yes I love your poems. It has a very frightening haunting quality." You may not like to hear her name. But the clever woman that gypsie served used pain to make you forget how no ambition is clear unless youncan tell the difference between success and friendship. Just because you had Jesus'attention disnt mean you had his respect. He was an autopilot big picture zombie and only when you died did he ever love you. But its not enough to be loved if youre always running from having common sense and rest. If youre running too much youd forget you can rest and lay down and watch some movies or something and maybe even hangout with me. But know this, the IT doctor Emery only sees the past as compensation for his incompetence in living in the present. His potential evil was checked by Rose Red so that no innocent people could be blamed for the cowardly comforts of those who cant live presently. But one question Sylvia, are you like Ted now? Are you a big picture zombie?