Pump my dying heart
I keep dreaming about the same scenario, a late night at the office, clammy and short of breath, loosing my tie and calling paramedics as the pain in my chest grows more fierce and it becomes harder to breathe. Eventually it grows too much and I collapse to the floor.... If anyone wants to continue this scenario for me please do, are you the paramedic? my assistant? boss? lover? Will you save me?























