My hand feels the glass and the glass feels me. We are cold and warm against one another. Does the glass really know I'm touching it. No,..no I don't think so. Only if I give it the power over me.
It's flat and cold I like that. I can drift away knowing I have the power. It's an object of  my thought process. Am I really going to give up more control? No I don't think so. Control is very important. Must keep myself in check. Checkmate! Now your turn. No I think I'm going to take my turn again. I need after all this rain.How are you going to play the game?
Biggest game move...well me of course. But hey, good luck to the floaters you'll need it.

Relying on someone for all your happiness is like giving breaths to a C.P.R. dummy and expecting him to get up and thank you for all the breaths and chest compressions you just gave him.

A persons problem is relevant to them. Don't judge how small it is compared to yours.

I will let you go so that someday we can be free.
    Happiness lies between us and we will learn to breathe.