Footprints in the Sand
I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…