Posted on June 11, 2009 at 3:14am
Those who know often ask if I have regrets. Everyone has regrets, but mine aren't the ones most would expect.
The first thing I remember was waking up, feeling the sun on my skin. I suppose it was pleasant, but I really didn't have anything to compare it to at the time. I could smell the greenery around me. Again, with nothing to compare it to it was neither good nor bad, it just was. There were bird chattering in the trees above, and the sound of rustling in the undergrowth as some… Continue