days passed a dream. pictured reunion again, played mind I’d worn a gr — Steven L. Peck, A Short Stay Hell

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The days passed in a dream. I pictured our reunion again and again, played it out in my mind over and over until I’d almost worn a groove in my thoughts, so deep that it seemed the only thing I could think of was our reunion. Anticipation is a gift. Perhaps there is none greater. Anticipation is born of hope. Indeed it is hope’s finest expression. In hope’s loss, however, is the greatest despair.

Steven L. Peck, A Short Stay in Hell

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