I feel as though Ive found some sort of new religion. Like Ive connected with a higher power. Suddenly Im able to sleep for six hours straight, no demerol or tramadol to make me haze of is needed and I have dreams again. Real ones not just hallucinations and visions from my past. I dream with such intensity I feel present while being in them. I can touch them.
When she's there, sitting in my window watching me move through veils of mystery and unknown worlds I feel at ease. The solitude that once was my permanent state of mind is now nothing but fade memories. By night, I feel like I belong. The by the hour fee is a small price to pay. Sometimes she tells me something, a short stories about her pimp or a bad drug related experience and I find great comfort in the fact that she knows exactly what it feels like. What everything feels like.
She's the most wonderful person Ive ever met.