Yesterdays’ misconceptions led to silent sobriety. How can anyone know you if you don’t know yourself? Come out from hiding. Quiet reverie finds you not having sipped confidence from a bottle in a very long time.  Letting the past play out like a moving picture book in a notepad. The last page blank. You’ve arrived. What will you do with it? The transition from the lie to the truth. Time does that. And it’s Freedom.