
Funeral procession is over. I am at the "Send off party" i donr feel happy, or feel like celebrating his life. In a way, his life is parallel to mine. Shit happnened to him, and he got by with no luck, only with his skills. He got through the Pacific War, and survived. He was 20 miles away from the city of Nagasaki when thr atom bomb hit. He barely escaped the blast.
So after all that, he dies because the nurse gave him an overdose because she was drunk.
I am sane enough to know I am in denial right now.
So after all that, he dies because the nurse gave him an overdose because she was drunk.
I am sane enough to know I am in denial right now.