Near the end of my second year at NUNM, a cosmic 2x4 strikes and sends me back into uncertainty.
Dave and I are sound asleep. And then not. Startled awake by cellular alarm bells, I sit up and ask Dave to get some water. Something isn’t right. When he returns, I am unconscious, lying in my own urine and excrement. While a black hole squee…
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