Alone. Blackness. Overwhelming pain causing my body to cringe with each breath. My mind taking a walk, seeing a variety of creatures, and returning to find the Angel of Death lurking over my lifeless corpse. Death stands on my left, calling to me. Excruciating pain and freedom lay on the right. Three days. Waves of pain. Reality creeping back in. As I choose life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, I am reminded of the waves of tyranny creeping over America, even more painful than the two and a half foot incision on my body. Fight on.
