I took my insulin without food.
No, that isn't me.
I'm standing and floating outside myself,
knowing what I need to do,
hoping I have the time and
consciousness to do it.
"What happens next?" I ask her at the cafe.
I took my insulin without food.
No, that isn't me.
I'm standing and floating outside myself,
knowing what I need to do,
hoping I have the time and
consciousness to do it.
"What happens next?" I ask her at the cafe.