It was as if I had died for a moment on New Year's Day and was blowing in the wind.
It happened so quick. Poof! like a dream. A dream moving quickly with the wind, passing through me. It was like I had died.
The thinking, feeling and remembering is still there but wasn't attached to me anymore like before. but coming through me, not from me. Like a rooster on a barn, blowing in the wind.
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