Few years ago I got stabbed in the gut during a mugging by some monday. I collapsed into a trash can filling up with my own blood. I thought I was done for but fortunately the convenience store owner called for help and was able to adminster care while the ambulance came.
I was out there for a bit of time before the man came to my aid, I can't recall exactly how long but it felt like forever. It was such a cold feeling, thinking I was just going to die in a pile of garbage with no one around that I cared about. In a moment of self reflection I was saddened that I might not get the chance to live out my life to its fullest, but I had no major regrets up to that point (besides getting stabbed haha) which was very comforting.
I started blacking out by the time the ambulance arrived and I didn't gain my composure for a few days after. I lost quite a bit of blood and required transfusion to survive. loving monday never got caught. He made off with $30, a credit card that got canceled immediately after, and my library card; I hope it was all worth (almost) taking a human life you monster.
