I will start the blog. When I was in a coma for six weeks I lived three separate lives the past, the present, and the future. Some things that occurred in my nother worldly lives oddly/eerily came to be in one form, or another. Example - In my parallel world I had written a play that was running in London. Oddly in my present day life when I left the hospital a few years later I was approached by someone in the publishing field, and asked if I could write a screen play version of my life story book ( the angels have my feet). I took a class in screen play writing and gave an effort to accomplishing that task, but although it is complete, and I've re-written it several times I'm thinking I am not the screen play writer I had been in my nother worldly coma. But like I say it is strange that I was asked.
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