On the twenty-seventh day, I woke up in the hospital.
"Ah, you're awake."
"Where am I?"
"The hospital."
"Why?"
"You overdosed on pills. You gave us quite a scare."
He chuckled, all casual. It was like he was talking about a trip through a haunted house, not a suicide.
I didn't find it very funny.
"Why?"
"You could have died."
"So?"
"Do you not care if you die, Miss?"
"No."
"I see. What kind of mood are you in?"
I looked at the doctor for a moment.
"No mood. I'm just kind of tired is all."
"Not getting enough sleep?"
"I sleep all the time."
"And you're still tired?"
I paused for replying.
"Yes."
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Good Enough - Luke Hemmings
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