Those times.

Those times when my strength left me and my mind turned back to safe rooms and protective hugs.

Those times when I missed the soft mattress of my bed.

Those times when the cold numbed the fingers and the rain continued to rattle furiously on me.

Those times when hunger made me think of ready-made food.

Those times when we were alone and the sound of the exhaust screamed "let's go" to me.

Those times when I didn't forget what is worth living for and what isn't.

Those times when the sirens tried to disorient me with cheap sounds and rotten baits.

All those times I always remember that life is a joke...

...and the smile forms again on my lips.