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I had been very close to or even had mini-panic attacks in stores, and i was always afraid how people would look at me. (chills down my spine) I remember walking into meijer, and cvs and I remember the exact store and exact path i walked through when it happened. The panic almost sharpened my memory in a strange way. I think it made me very aware of my surroundings which is actually somewhat positive in a way. Weird huh?? But I was very self concious about how people might react, if they might call 911 at any sign of destress.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. R.I.P. Bandit 7-12-08 I love you I miss you.
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