I miss my grandma. I miss the freedom of choice on personal ideas. I miss being me. I miss the ability to disappear while actually being there. The reality is I need to be seen for myself to be or not to be. I feel you are the connection to my visibility. That presence I am is due to you making me real. The person I am is what the world needs to see for me to be or not to be. To be me and you is to be David the writer.