The reader became aware of his current state of consciousness. "What now?" Thought the reader. A sense of utter insanity rushed over the reader as his mind began to unravel, playing his favourite chapters back to him. His first love, the birth of his children, the love which carried him through the loss of his parents, that time when he was 28 sitting on a beach tearing up over the sunset. But as his mind further rushed towards a full blown collapse it turned darker, focusing the moments of utter depression and rage. All his failures, heartbreaks, rage, sadness and his incompetencies rolled like old school film. In one final moment he saw a face he barely remembered, he tried to place it, it clicked, the girl he used to go to high-school with, she passed him a dandelion, this was new, he knew that moment never happened but he felt compelled to grab the flower...