~michaelsway

it is 1:13 midday as he sits and ponders the meaning of the frank sinatra that

plays.The sounds transport him back to an era of simplicity before

ipods,cellphones,even computers.Thoughts race hoping to be put into action but

most just burn out headed for the depths
of his mind that even he not recall. Fearing that he will lose all memories he

quickly writes them down.Suddenly he losses his TRAIN OF THOUGHT.Just as he

feared the TRAIN OF LOST THOUGHTS comes to a stop in the outer reaches of his

mind a place known to many called
"Dpression Row".Each thought slowly and fearfully exits the train down a dark

corridor to each
of their prison cellsOUBT,REGRET,LONELINESS,and LOST.Just minutes have passed

as he tries to recall the exact minute he lost his TRAIN OF THOUGHT.Retracing his

last steps brings him to a frighten conculsion.The moment he let fear enter the

mind his THOUHTS where lost FOREVER!!