- I am running very fast down a road.I highway. It is wonderful. I am actually running faster than the greyhound bus that is on the highway
2. I visit a place of science in medicine where it reflects my past time And occupations , but I don’t fit in. A lady there recognizes me and says she wants me to write another book and she read the book I had written already. Other people seem to say that as well , that is my future. I am with other people who have written books a long time ago that we’re not well recognized.
