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I'm an old man now, not half the man I once was. My bones, my boy, they've grown hard and coarse. My visions are blurry and strange -- nightmares or flashbacks.
Gabriel thought about his life. He wanted to blame someone for his life. He had become such a failure. True, he owned a grocery store, but that wasn't enough. He had wanted to be a great novelist.
There is time for work, time to close your eyes late at night, time to be, your kids smile in the morning like moons, a bright jewel under the charcoal's skin.
It made me so happy to be free... after all, i wanted it so much to be real. i had friends and they listened, i belonged, i really did feel that i belonged. then the girls came,