New reincarnation

Here you are deep into this new reincarnation. You are Bill Tillor. Here are your house and car. You are a reporter. You make your living by traveling the world and doing write ups on whatever job the editor puts you on. Your not at home all that much. But today you are home. You are grilling water radishes you collected on that piece you did on the warm waters of lake Crump. Beside the water radishes you have succulent mushroom caps from the shores of the Dead Sea. You are sipping a fine 1965 wine. You enjoy dinner from a plate resting on your chest as you read The auto-biography of Johny Mollkin. At the end of each chapter you take a short drag off your cup of heady wine.

You fall asleep on the hammock, swaying gently in the cool pleasant breeze.

• 1 The phone rings waking you up
• 2 You wake up drops of gentle rain
• 3 You are writing a book on your off time
• 4 But then the world goes crazy
• 5 When you nap in the afternoons your other personality takes over
• 6 Your save your life's passion's for these times between jobs