Although,not thinking clearly anymore,i attempted to convince myself that thoughts were my disability.It seemed,somehow,that the vividness of them were not quieted by the shell of my skull.They would be heard.And loudly.No doubting that.Tiring of the role of invisible,I listened for the sound of the telephone being placed back onto the cradle.YES!Devistatingly,tht beautiful sound brought new unwanted thoughts.Now I understood that her trust for me had been tainted,questioned,and comprimised.Control of my situation was up fpr grabs.I was unaware then, that this assignment was to be the biggest of my career.Of my life.And living,in itself now,was my challenge.Now,living held a higher level of importance.The saving of my own life became my motivation.Failure was never an option for me.Yet,failure had never before been so possible,either.Everything on the table with this one.It is survival of the fittest.Somehow I HAD to regain her unwaivering trust.Even if was only for another 24 hours.24.That was all I had.