My Good Friend, Paul

Date: 6/24/2017

I'm playing pool with my old work colleague Paul S. When I bend down to take a shot, I momentarily feel strange. A moment passes and I awake, with Paul stood over me. I'm somehow in a hospital bed somewhere. Paul seems relieved to see me wake up. He goes on to explain that I've been unconscious for three full days. I don't feel too shocked, in fact I find it amusing. He is getting quite emotional and it dawns on me that the last few days must have been very stressful for him. I feel lucky to have a good friend in him.