Chapter 1 

There were times when I felt like a disgusting intruder into some pristine gathering of important persons and being watched by eyes out of range of my senses. I was a dart across the face of it. I was not lost in myself but full of energy and will, yet unwelcomed. It was as if I had to prove my trust to something but I didn’t have a clue how to demonstrate what they wanted. I was filled with good but the feeling of being overwhelmed made me want to sleep. And I never slept. Odd, I never slept.

David Eide
January 24, 2014