No position was comfortable, or even marginally less agonizing, so I kind of did the worm on the floor for a while as he looked things up, asked me questions, and decided it was time for a ride in the Wee-woo Wagon. Ten minutes after that, I was loaded in the back of an ambulanc...
Every day that I did this I felt a tiny bit better but I kept doing it and doing it and doing it until one day I woke up and I wasn’t angry. Yet I kept talking and I did my best to not isolate and get in the scary place between my ears and I started to feel better. Now...
Any EP that makes you wish for more, is well worth a recommendation. Hardy's "Where You Find Me" fits that bill. Find it, and you'll likely find yourself in a happy place.