Before you take another bite you go to pinch yourself, then pause. You’d done it a hundred times before; you knew what the outcome would be. But deep down there was still that nagging fear…what if you wake up this time? A few months ago it wouldn’t have bothered you that much, but now…you look back at the crudely scribbled azure pegasus on the calendar. There was far too much for you here to go back to what was. You’d found something, someone else to live for. And that came with responsibilities…like not pinching yourself.