Right, I’ve got a story to tell you. It’s got everything: visions, near death experiences, poetry, needles, and bucketloads of unreasonable luck. A word of warning though (well, two): it’s rather long, and kinda intense. I’ve pretty much decimated it already and there’s only so much I’m willing to cut, and to quote my favorite English teacher: “if you can’t say it in 4,000 words and 11 pictures, it’s probably not worth saying”.
First, don’t worry, I’m not dying. At least, not any faster than the rest of you. As far as I know. That’s not a challenge, call off the hounds.
So, it all started when I stepped out of the shower with a raging hangover…