When I drink now. It’s a different taste. A mind time travel.

Once again I look at the place of my self being when the planet was in the same relative position with the sun. It’s true, happiness hit me like a Space Shuttle. Just like one. Now far after my travel of the mind, my decent. The minds eye connects to the old neuron connections.

While I am not where I expected to be, it’s not from a lack of hard work. Time to start working smarter.

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