yielded to fatigue.
As I closed my eyes, images of my family helped calm me and for the
briefest moment I escaped. Amidst all this chaos, the comforting thoughts of
them kept me from going insane. Dehydrated and exhausted, I eventually
fell asleep.
A wave of guilt crashed down and woke me as I thought of my mother,
home alone. With all that had happened this week and all that I’d been
through, I’d forgotten to phone home.