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The Mirror in the Room
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The mirror in the room must be “out of its mind” how on earth could this person am looking at not resemble me in any way? Could the idea that ‘Life is too short’ really be true? Oh God father in heaven I may not be the best person you want to be hearing from, like right now, but please since you are a merciful and a reasonable Father do take time in your busy schedule to listen to my plea, “I have not been pleasing before you in the past, but if you give me my life back I will put it, in my things to do list, that I will live for you. If I may add onto this, if this is how I will look thirty years to come, please do take me after twenty nine years are over.”
I may not have style in this life but why on earth could I have such a nasty closet, are peope in this world going insane with this type of fashion or am I out of touch with the world at large. I look out the window and what I see is an amazing sight, full of trees and beautiful flowers and oh! Behind it is a field. “I’m not going to cry all the time nor shall I laugh all the time” in the words of Frank O’hara. I get you now Frank since not so long ago I was crying and now is laughing (Packer 34).
Has my name changed? Just then I notice I am not alone in the room that overlooked the pool ‘oh that is so nice, my dream is coming true finally’ dancing about the room, honey? Are you okay? Who is this imposter? I ask myself…. That is when reality comes in, is I in a relationship or may be a marriage? I need to catch my breath, I may even be a parent, GOD please take me baack to my real life or at least give me a chance to grow into this life and realy enjoy my youth before am this “honey” person.
Oh you gods, how I long for an end to this strains, in the words of AESCHYLUS. Please come back to bed, he says with his hoarse voice that almost makes me want to devour him, I do as ordered and immideatly the kissing begins, and bloody hell I feel intoxicated and my held starts to spin, is this love in the future? Am not convinced being in this time is wrong or you may correct me?
To me I write this massive and I specifically ask that it may get to me. If am able to wake up and find out that my life has passed in a blink of an eye then am forced to believe that this letter will reach me, the thirty years younger version of me(Embers, 40).