by send | Nov 23, 2011 | Uncategorized |
3:10 a.m.: the glow of my iPhone filled the dark room. I had awoken again for the 7th or 8th time. I tried to swallow, but couldn’t. My throat was raw and dry as I lay on the top bunk. Cold air from a vent blew down on me. I was freezing, but what really freaked me...