Yeah, I went on a journey somewhere, sometime between Oct. 18 and the first week of Nov., 1994.

My memory skipped from a late-night, one-sentence conversation with my roommate about a cockroach to my Brother's dog jumping on me in a wheelchair, out in front of Virginia Beach General Hospital.
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