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©2002 egf
} war {
I'm so hot. No, no. Don't start off thinking that I am a self-absorbed stuck up jerk. I'm talking about temperature. I can feel the heat emanating from me and it just makes me feel warmer. I want to drink gallons of clean, cold water and take a cold shower.
Oh my head hurts. I wonder if I will become sick. I feel slightly light headed. My reality seems to be moving in slow motion. The voices I hear around me are just blurs. Somebody calls my name and I am jerked out of this altered reality momentarily. Briefly sobered from my strange consciousness, I slowly fade back into my dream-like state.
All I know is you. You are all that is keeping me conscious. I can only concentrate on you. However dreamlike this may seem, you are keeping this as real as it can be for now. Yet I can feel myself slipping away. My eyelids start to drop and my eyes begin to roll up inside my head but I catch myself and bring myself back into consciousness. It happens again and again. I shift positions to stimulate blood flow to see if it will help me stay awake. It is only a temporary solution. I am waging a losing war..