Shaniqua told us more about herself, much of it interesting. My fascination was piqued by my attraction to her, I'm sure, but her personal history was...'t as Earth shattering as the other news of the night. But we did revisit those topics as we wound our way through the crowd."So can you describe these lights you keep seeing?" Cate inquired, her eyes gleaming at the prospect of unlocking hidden scientific secrets."Well, it's not that I 'keep seeing them', they are an actual part of my vision. “You know that right?” “Yeah I know,” I would answer. Dying inside to scream it back. “You are a great friend who I love dearly.” I hated him. So many times I was told that he loved me as a friend and that he cared about me. It broke my heart inside to hear these words. Here I am, out of this world in love with this man and he tells me that he loves me so much as his friend. Nothing could honestly feel any worse than that. So as you could probably imagine, even within all of this and just. It's not that I've had more life experiences than others my age. Hell, I'd guess I've had fewer than most. It's that I could see what appeared to be a tunnel behind and ahead of me with no noticeable changes along the way. Don't get me wrong, I have many wonderful things like a wife, kids, a beautiful home and a good job. The problem is that I feel like I'm somehow all alone even if that's only in my head. I thought that having all of those things would make me happy but the reality is that if. “Or give it to someone who has kids,” I suggested.The cab driver accepted the company credit car for my ride from the motel to the airport. The card should have been canceled, but the ten dollar fare to the airport wouldn’t bankrupt Force Protection Inc.When my flight arrived at PTI airport, Lucy1 met me. It wasn’t mind reading. I had called her from DC the night before.“So how is Siler City?” I asked outside the airport.“It’s fine, nothing much changes there,” Lucy1 said. Then she fell silent.