Little known fact: I the author, was not always so positive but at one point in time I was on my death bed. I was mighty close to the great beyond REM sang so strongly about but I had a vision. I saw my ego, I saw all the negativity, but at that moment near death that I smiled. Nothing would ever get to me. On my deathbed, with massive internal bleeding I didn't fear, I didn't quake, I asked foreign speaking doctors about Dirk Nowitzki. There was no fear but on the cusp I agreed that the life I lived was worthwhile and worthy.
The current version is even more worthwhile but without validation of even the most mundane of sorts. That is how it goes. I suppose.
:Life is good. Life is boring, If I were a starving albino at the very least I'd have something to think about.
I would rather be Chris Wilcox then go to class. My tags are amazing.
I couldn't post them but here they are...
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