today my body floated away and i stayed in my chair. it went everywhere and only brought back postcards of the places i'd never visit. the stories i've told, the places i've been... it's not real. i've only seen the sun set in the west and that's the way it will always be. i can't change that. but i've seen a fire from the east at night. i've made it happen. i called upon a change, something different. it can only be made out through the blood in my veins... but it's there. if only i could feel it.