The Other Me
‘The Broken Road’ iv. I woke, groggy, in Recovery. A nurse told me I had a clicker in my hand for morphine. Then she wheeled my bed to my ward. It would’ve been early very early morning. I drifted in…
The Other Me
‘The Broken Road’ iii. I sat in the middle of the road, several meters from the intersection. From my realisation to landing here, I couldn’t remember a single thing. My first instinct was to get up and get off the…