No one wants to die in a stupid way. Something that will end up a punch line of their life once they are gone. Preferably, I would like to die in my sleep and, one night a few years ago, I almost got my wish.
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I Have Arrived
So, there I was, living in New York City, working in the financial district, having gotten a trainee position at an international insurance company and thinking “Wow, kid, you done good”.
How an Earache Sent Me to The Hospital
When everyone you know tells you go to the doctor – go to the doctor
Down the Shore Everything’s Alright
Me and Myself on a Sunday Night