Illusive
Hearts don’t beat forever. And neither did mine. The day I woke up with a donor’s heart beating in my chest, everything changed. I felt like I wasn’t myself anymore, more like I was forced to live the life of someone else. Even my dreams – they were not mine. I closed my eyes and saw the places and people I never knew. I woke up with the feeling of déjà vu and didn’t know if that was just a game of my imagination or I was losing my mind. Getting a new job at the Bowe... [Read More...]
