I would first like to say that I’m approaching this subject in reply to a discussion regarding an operation that I had last year, involving narcosis. For as long as I remember, I’ve feared death. I had perceived the biological clock as a daunting magnet dragging me ever closer to the unpleasant event. However, flipping… Continue reading Fearing death?
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… once a greenham, always a greenham …
we were the best of friends. yes, were. no longer do we spend friday nights staying up all night and bitching about life while trying to drink our troubles away. i still remember, fairly vividly, how we used to be. we shared every success… every sorrow… every pain… and every scar. when the school discovered… Continue reading … once a greenham, always a greenham …