Slowly his eyes opened to a new day. He
had no reason to get out of bed at such an early hour. Taking a few minutes to
adjust back from the world of dreams, he stared up at the movie screen that was
his ceiling. He could look at it and watch it come alive with memories giving
him smiles and tears he had forgotten for so long. He could watch thrillers,
love stories, action, and every other piece of his life spliced together and
showing exclusively on the ceiling above his bed. Today's clip stared him in
the lead role of father. The projections coming from his memories and shining
brightly on his screen were so real and so vivid, he couldn't help but shout
out their names as they looked straight at him and smiled mouthing the words
"We love you daddy" Much like the days of projection movies, his days
are numbered and each film he sees, he stores back in the tins of time, the
movies that made up his lifewww.facebook.com/mikeoconnor-author
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