Gliding Through Life
Gliding through life. All is great.
Terrific. Wonderful. How could it be any better?
BAM.
Death hits.
Despair.
Depression.
Anger.
Rage.
An unknown sadness that holds us hostage for months, maybe years.
One BAM is all it takes.
Life as you know it is gone.
Over.
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