I have to admit that I was afraid of dying, as I sat in that plastic chair in the emergency room, head in my hands, staring at the polished linoleum floor under my feet. Reality, or more accurately my denial, had finally caught up to me.
I have to admit that I was afraid of dying, as I sat in that plastic chair in the emergency room, head in my hands, staring at the polished linoleum floor under my feet. Reality, or more accurately my denial, had finally caught up to me.