Penetrating the Forgetting

[kycahi]

...who would come, sit next to us and talk for a little while. We would be drinking beer, they would be drinking Ambrosia or whatever they prefered. Just be in each other's company for a little while, enjoying each other in the real life without all that serious-ness that exists in the world many times." Yeah, that would be something...

Trouble is, Ankh, I would cry like a baby when they had to go.

I remember a rather miserable time of life when I imagined that, while I ran around the block at night, a craft landed in the school yard and cool aliens called me over for a mood booster. They said, "Hang in there Lee, we promise it will get better, and you will do good things," etc. It was imaginary, but I did get a lift from it. I had forgotten about that until now.