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Welcome to Blue Light... something tells me you may have allot to give.........
Angel hair alfredo teriyaki chicken for dinner.. so good I cant wait.
you are always invited
my dad has to take IV anti biotic drugs twice a day for 6 weeks and they aren't even sure if he has a spinal infection it's just a precautionary measure i hope he gets better soon
So i finally decided to seek therapy for my ongoing depression and what have you, after fighting some mighty traffic to the clinic, i walk in to a waiting room and take a seat. Across from me is a girl sitting awkwardly in her chair seeming to suffer from some heightened form of anxiety that even i could not comprehend. A few minutes pass and i overhear a conversation in the other room from what seems like one therapist talking to a colleague, "Oh so you weren't around back then? Oh yea so you didn't hear about what happened here in '94? Oh there was this guy who apparently had a heart attack while driving his work van right out there." I thought to myself how that probably wasn't the best subject matter for this environment but I continued to listen. The lady continued "Yeah and the guy veered into a school bus after he lost it. Think it was the younger kids too!" I looked over at the girl as she sunk down further in her seat, i couldn't help but feel uncomfortable myself if only from her reaction. "Oh and that ladder he had on top of his van, that ended up flying off into the bus! It decapitated the poor driver!" I thought to myself, Jesus.. Fuck the driver, what about the kids? Scarred for life because in all randomness everything just lined up perfectly for tragedy. I realized that the girl sitting across from me in that therapy waiting room couldn't have been older then 15, she still took the same school bus they where talking about, every morning. I just laughed it off but on retrospect I cannot help but wonder how that girl was affected by it.