Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place?

So here I am. Sitting in the waiting room ready to go in. I'm not scared because what's the worst that could happen? I'm not scared of death. I'm not worried that something will go wrong. They asks me lots of questions about Tuesday. Asked me if I wanted to do it again, I obviously lied and said no when really I'm just hoping something does go wrong and I slowly pass away. So I don h e to be here anymore. Chances are this won't post because really slow Internet

See you on the other side.