A Split

Third dimension can be classified as a split.
Here I am in hospital looking back down onto myself slumped into a chair. I'm waiting for the doctor to give me my diagnosis. I can take this one of two ways. I can take the advice that the doctor will give me and high-tail it to recovery or I can slump further in my chair and say goodbye to my friends and family. I am split right now. Floating through ethereal space while my body is slumped in a chair in an office. I don't want to go back. Visions flash infront of me of all I can be/should be/will be/would be/are and I reach out to them. I don't want this life anymore. But I am stuck in this dimension for once in my life. Next time I go out, I don't want to come back.