Sorry, you must be a member of this group to do that.
Time kicks in and I’m thrown into reality. Back in the desert, where it all began. What are the odds? One in a million? That’s fine. One-in-a-million happens to me all the time. My best friends follow me onstage. A thought crosses my mind. Maybe I died in that cancer center and this is heaven. I step out into the light and noise.
