8 HOURS

I USED TO ALWAYS SLEEP 8 HOURS.  I FEEL LIKE MYSELF AGAIN.  I'VE NEVER BEFORE FELT FREE TO DO WHATEVER I WANT.  I USED TO FEEL I HAD TO GET UP AND WORK, EARN MONEY TO PAY BILLS,  KEEP BUSY COOKING, CLEANING, SHOPPING.  VALIDATE MY EXISTENCE.

THIS HUMAN CONDITION IS LIKE A DISEASE.  DIS-EASE.  DISCOMFORT. 

I WATCHED BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY.  FREDDIE MERCURY WAS ALMOST THE PERFECT IMMIGRANT.  HE TURNED HIS LOVE OF MUSIC INTO HIS GREATEST ASSET.  HE NEVER FELT LOVED AND ACCEPTED BY HIS FATHER AND SEARCHED FINDING FACSIMILES UNTIL HIS FATHER ACCEPTED HIM.  HE FOUND HIMSELF TOO LATE.  EVEN THOUGH I KNEW THE STORY I STILL CRIED.  HE WANTED TO UNIFY PEOPLE THROUGH MUSIC.  HE WANTED TO CONNECT THE OUTCASTS KNOWING WE ARE ALL OUTCASTS SEARCHING FOR ENTRANCE BACK INTO HEAVEN.