Floating toward freedom still By james a. galgano The world might end come midnight the bewitching hour for us all here. But it often grants us a reprieve from all our dreams and promises broken we could never escape. Often leaving us in some kind of weird limbo where we must await some salvation we never knew about before. Thus, we find ourselves often waiting impatiently for answers never forthcoming anymore. There is kind of a mystique about all these messages added no one ever reads. Leaving us perplexed and when no other reply is forthcoming, we feel deceived. But nothing should be aggrieved we all have much too busy lives it appears today. For even a brief reply or retort thus are forever left waiting for one message to read or report. Thus, we humbly await one response to what we wrote and tried to get you to read and emote. Yet like stranded survivors upon life's sinking ship we send a shout out for a life saver so we may survive and float to our freedom