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Another; and how many more?
until it drives me to the point you last were
”
Today, I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill. “So,” I tried to delicately ask, “What is it like to wake up every morning and know that you are dying?” “Well,” she responded, “What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you are not?
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- William Dement
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you made such a bad decision tonight. you know who I am. luckily I can handle the fact that you have no idea who I am. I will step in for myself, like I have thousands of times. I can’t believe you. if I don’t wake up one day: I will never wake up again. you are so luckily that I’ve got it.
