She screamed, jumped up out of the bed, grabbed the phone with the intention to call him and instantly remembered that she had promised herself not to, so she rushed to the bedroom light switch instead, then laughed because it didn’t matter if the light was on. But it helped she decided and went around the house turning on all the lights. I can manage this, she told herself, after all it is not as bad as it used to be. He and I are no longer involved, what he is doing is not my concern. These are all just dreams she repeated until she felt calm and sane enough to try sleeping once again. September 29, 2011 Thursday – 1pm As I have said before, I really don’t know how to tell you my life’s story. It’s hard to tell you my story in a long straight line saying this happen, then this happen and then this happen. Which is how it should be right? Usually, in life one thing happens whic...