Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The certainty to life is knowing it will never be certain.

I have said so many "certain"s in my head that now the word runs a strange course on my tongue. Certain certain certain. My point is I think I am dying and nothing any doctor says is making me feel better.

But I suppose if I were to die young, as long as I don't feel it and have the people I love around me, I wouldn't mind. Or maybe I can die in a gigantic car crash all by myself.

Oh well.

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