After I'd woken, I decided to go out and stretch my legs. I really just needed fresh air.
The hospital was loud, but not energetic. It was quiet, but never really silent.
I couldn't stand it at all.
So, I proceeded to walk outside.
It was freezing, but I didn't mind, I always loved the cold and the memories it brought. Childhood memeories with my parents as we went sledding in Denmark, older memories like when Lukas finally said yes to a date.
There were also awful memories. The first car wreck I was in, hospitilizing my parents and I as we feared if someone would die, who it would be.
Of course, none of us did because we're a strong family.
Or, the time I chipped my tooth chasing a dog and had to get a fake part, so I was unable to bite into an apple any more.
Not that I would anyway, I'm not a fan of apples.
Or the time Lukas and his brother got in a fight before Emil decided to fly off to Iceland with his boyfriend.
Eventaully Lukas apologized and accepted it. With the exception that Emil had to call four times a week and visit every three months.
Or the night just days ago when Lukas and I were put in the hospital.
There's no resolution to that. I still believe it's my fault he was so close to being dead.
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