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  • Did you ever see a movie, or read a book, where this whole, rich scenario and drama plays out, and the main character is in the middle of whatever it is he/ she is going through, when suddenly they awake, and it was all just dream? Just an illusion - a figment of the main character's imagination? Maybe they're schizophrenic. Wasn't it Fight Club where that guy imagined the whole thing? Wizard of Oz, where all the colorful world of Oz was just a dream. It's a Wonderful Life, where Jimmy Stewart wished he'd never been born, and so his whole life just ceased to exist - and then, when he wanted to be alive again, the whole weird world without him just vanished, and he was back to his real life. It's kind of a recurring theme, right?

    Well, here's what I want to know. Are you guys real, or is this just one of those dreams, imaginings, or some damn angel trying to get their wings ways of making me rethink half the shit I've believed in my life? What is it, Cowbird? I've been on Cowbird for 10 months now. It has become an integral, and intimate, part of my life. While I'm in well over 1,000 audiences, there's probably 50 or so of those who regularly post stories, whose lives I've come to know, in some cases, probably in more intimate detail than I know some of my own real life friends, even some family. Many, many of you were there for me when I went through the end of life months with my beloved mother, Rosemary. You guys were there, in spades.

    Despite numerous attempts, when I have traveled to different places over this time, I have yet to meet one of you, live and in person. Hell, I live right here outside of Washington, D.C., in northern Virginia, and I work in a building right off of the National Mall. I can see the nation's Capital building right outside my window, poking out above the Smithsonian Institution's Castle. My e-mail is on my profile. Do any of you ever visit D.C.? I don't bite.

    Sometimes, I wonder - have I made this all up? Are you all just a figment of my overactive imagination? The recent departure of 2 of my closer Cowbird friends has really gotten me to wondering. One day here, the next day gone. Will I wake up tomorrow, log onto my laptop, and find no Cowbird in it? No trace of any of it? Never was? It's March 22nd, 2012, and this past year has all been a dream? Just like my friends from here have just disappeared into cyber-ether? Maybe I'll wake up in the V.A. Hospital, and find that I've had a schizophrenic break from reality?

    God, I sure hope not! Because, I swear to God, as best I can tell, I am live and in the flesh, and real as the day is new. Just once, one time, just to assure myself this isn't some elaborate, beautiful, made-up mythical land of global storytellers - just once - I'd really like to meet one of you.
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