Just Like A Dream
Intro
I didn't know him personally, but that was all about to changeā¦.
I was hiking the countryside of my grandmother's property. Listening to some music, enjoying the sun from behind a thick layer of sun block and black sunglasses. I have never particularly liked the Wyoming country; too much wind and not enough trees. But I was alone with my thoughts, and that's all that mattered to me at that moment; especially after what had just happened.
I wasn't sure what I should've made of it at the time. Even now I had no clue what I should do. The fact was I just wanted to be alone for a while to think things over. Put some things in perspective for myself before sharing it with others. If I ever did tell someone. But how do you tell someone about something you don't fully understand?
That's when I began feeling tired, woozy, and very Jell-O-limbed. I found a spot that was safe to sit down in. However when I went to sit my knees gave out and I fell with an awful thud, hitting my head hard on the ground. The last thing I remember were hearing the lyrics of a song pounding in my ears and adding more irony to the situation I found myself in. The artist sang "I don't know what to do I think that maybe I'm in over my head". If only I had been warned as to just how much in over my head I was...
