Why I Broke Up With the American Theater
“Is there anyone here with you today Mr. Lucien?” The doctor asked before re-explaining the impending procedure I was there to receive. I shook my head, no. I shook my head because I was shivering so hard in the medical facility that shaking my head was easier than speaking. The night before, I had tried to make a list of questions to ask the doctor performing the procedure because I knew no one could come along with me, and that I would be alone. I told myself I had to turn my feelings about...
