Last night I'm laying in bed about to fall asleep. My head was hurting a little bit. I started thinking about what makes your head hurt, and for a split second I thought what if my brain swells and I die in my sleep. I know. Totally irrational. The only thought I had about dying in my sleep was, "Damn, I won't get to finish my book." Swear. Maybe I got a lot of crazy. That is on my list of things to do when I get back home. Seek help.
The Executioner's Song, by Normal Mailer.
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