My friend in recovery had a less visionary experience. His faults were also paraded in front of him in repetitive loops that seemed endless. At one point, I heard him scream out, "No! No! No!" He saw a possible future for himself if he didn't kick heroin - becoming a dishwasher, sinking into dissolute old age with a bad back and a paunch. He asked what he could do to help save the world. He was told: "Clean up your room!"
Hakkan nüüd tuba koristama. Või maailma päästma. Poteito-potaato. Kõhedaks teeb see, et trennilaagri konspektides on mul sama käsupunkt sees.
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