Apparently the Milledge train still comes through Athens around 2 a.m. blasting its chilling horn. Usually I hear it before falling asleep... only to disturb my nightmares towards enriched nature more haunting than realty. In order to remember these memories, you must be present for live Josie screams.
How do I cope?
Through my own intended representation of an ideal life. Organizing my goals and figuring out how to plan a world takeover. Sounds good to me. Buying into a mission statement rarely stuck as important until now.
Yet I still remember those memories when someone taught me:
I am iron man; more iron than any man!
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