DreamSense

Do I have to die to be understood in this life? I’m not sure if that’s an unreasonable thought process. It doesn’t mean I’m going to take my own life, no that’s not the point at all. There tends to be something in this life that keeps me from taking my life. I don’t know what that is to be honest. If I did? Hell, I could tell you! But since I don’t have the answer for any of that, well I guess I’m stuck here waiting for something else to take place and happen. It doesn’t mean life will get better by any means. It could mean that I won’t get a good nights sleep until I can figure it all out. Too many close calls over the years. I’m not sure I should even try and remember what happened to them all, but they were real to me. It would be nice to be able to not worry or fret over any of that though. So many things have gone good in life and so many things have gone bad in life. It’s all part of the make up that is life I suppose. So where does that leave me? Huh? Where does that leave me ...

Greg held the deck of cards out for the woman to witness. He shuffled through them time and time again. "Do you see your card?" He asked after pulling three cards from the deck. The woman nodded. "Yes." Greg carefully drew one of the cards. "Is this your card?" The woman gasped and laughed. "Why yes, yes it is!" He bowed and smiled. "You may return to your seat." Turning his attention to the clapping audience, Greg smiled. "I'm afraid that's all for tonight folks. I'm here all week." Stepping behind the curtain, Greg set the deck of cdards down on a nearby table. He grinned from ear to ear as he walked towards his employer. "Great work." The man wearing a top hat said. He was dressed to the nine's as it were. Greg took off his jacket, still grinning. "Thank you sir." He wanted to know the reason his employer had showed up. Greg had been performing for well over a month and the man had...