It was a little corner wing of a hospital where I stayed in my last and final detox. The walls painted in a creamy peach brown mix. Clean, sanitized and locked away from the rest of the hospital.
Safe from the world and safe from ourselves…for at least a few moments in time.
The windows were screwed shut and all we could do was to look down at the world. Watching as the people below rushed back and forth to the here’s and there’s of their lives, while we each went through our own individual hellish nightmares of the detox process.
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