It was a cold day. Cold days always woke up the sharp pains in my leg. Its been more than a year now since I crashed my motorcycle into that mountain in our trip to Nazereth.
The Dr subscribed me really good pain killers but they ran out 6 months ago.
They used to do me so good. Or bad.
A so called friend gave me some of his. Later that month he asked if I can help him in return. I was greatful so I did as he asked. I sent some Doge to his ex-wife. She was in some kind of trouble and my friend helped her.
That cold day I called my friend again, asked him if he have some leftovers.
He didn't.
I started wondering weather I should try and look for some myself.
I almost dived again that cold day but my friend came to visit. He brought some popcorn and we watched a movie. We hugged under the blanket and I felt warm again.
I did not called the devel even once ever since.
