I was what — two years old. It was a nightmare. I was running. Somehow I was near a giant hole. And I fell. It was a death dream. My earliest memory. But was it actually a death dream and did I actually know what death was at that age. And do I now.
I was what — two years old. It was a nightmare. I was running. Somehow I was near a giant hole. And I fell. It was a death dream. My earliest memory. But was it actually a death dream and did I actually know what death was at that age. And do I now.