i wake up and look out my window, i see for miles the vast country, green frosty grass like a sea of light stained glass sitting flatly outside my door. calmly and quietly the sun rises over the grassy horizon as i step outside into the tranquil world and breathe the cold air, exhaling soft steam flowing out my mouth and nose as i walk to the car. every morning i wake up almost zombie like i find myself wearing out a little more each day, finding less and less energy just to move.every day i have to learn to walk again, just out of memory is hardly enough. i pray to God everyday for strength to live, forcing my will to make it through school, failing to pa attention in almost every class, flowing from class to class with the crowd of people going in that direction, total mind block, but through it all i survive, learning to walk each day.