The Day Live Fast Die Young started to lose its appeal
Somehow the youthful notion of live fast, die young! becomes less appealing as the days go by. Funny that, isnt it?
I remember the day well, it 강남가라오케 all started in May 1997 with a routine (or so I thought) Doctors appointment in the morning and then the usual rounds of trying to keep clients and staff happy. It was the day of my thirty ninth birthday and so I was looking forward to the celebratory dinner engagement later that evening. I had been feeling slightly run down, a euphemism here for exhausted but had put it down to slightly busy times in the office and so had finally relented to my wifes pleas to go and see the Doc and get everything checked out.
Upon my return to the office in mid afternoon, I received a message from one of my colleagues your doctor called and you are to call him back straight away. Ah, get the multivitamins ready and get ready to cut back on the alcohol time I thought but alas not so.
How are things Doc?
Im fine but youre not. I have a hospital bed set aside (he gave me the details of the hospital in question) and you are to get there straight away. I will see you...