And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct only I was in a different dimension.
I have no idols. I admire work dedication and competence.
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
I am not bound for any public place but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods.
