As I held the knife to my wrist last night visions of friends popped into my head. Now these are friends I have not talked to in almost a year. As I was about to make the cut on my wrist my phone rang. I answered it because I recognize the number. It was my friend Scott. He told me that he was sitting home and I popped into his head. He said that I was in pain and I was crying out for help. We talked for almost 2 hours before we realized the time. Scott and I live in two different states. But he told me that he was going to be in my area next week. We have decided to meet and hang out for a while. I think God 4 being there for me last night. He knew I was in pain just like most of you probably knew. I do not know what this next week will bring; but there may be a small light at the end of the tunnel.