I shouldn’t even fucking be here, Marty.
There was a moment. I know when I was under in the dark that something… Whatever I’d been reduced to, you know, not even consciousness, it was a vague awareness in the dark and I could feel my definitions fading. And beneath that darkness, there was another kind, it was deeper, warm, you know, like a substance. I could feel, man, and I knew, I knew my daughter waited for me there. So clear. I could feel her. I could feel a piece of my pop too, it was like I was a part of everything that I ever loved and we were all, the 3 of us, just fading out. And all I had to do was let go, and I did. I said “Darkness, yeah, yeah.”. And I disappeared. But I could still feel her love there, even more than before. Nothing, there was nothing but that love.
Then I woke up.