Lost in the infinate swirls that make up my mind.

My only clear thought: Keep breathing.

The colors of the rainbow keep me entertained, my mind drifting unconsciencely.

I just think, keep breathing.

The breaths were not thought about before. I could only think of my happiness. I could only wrap my mind around the never-ending flow of love I was taking in. The smiles were constant, almost to where I couldn’t keep track of the teeth from men and women of all ages, staring up at me.

Breathe. Keep breathing.

Now I realize, as I’m being taken apart, limb by limb, my life was perfect, even with a pole up my back and stiff generic clothes covering my modest body.

But if I cannot breathe, what have I been doing?