So, I’m back from the hospital, again. I didn’t explain it clearly, but I was in the hospital all last weekend until Monday evening with a nasty stomach virus. I felt good when I got home, but for whatever reason, I started coughing and by Tuesday evening I was back in the hospital with respiratory issues. I would rather break each finger individually than have trouble breathing. At some point, no machine or medicine is going to keep me breathing, so I always get nervous when breathing feels difficult.
At any rate, I’m out and feel better. I’m trying to decide what to do today, whether to stay in or drag myself out. I’m not exactly sure. For a moment I thought about going to see Death Race or Star Wars: The Clone Wars, but life is too fucking short. There has to be something else. Life is bigger.2 comments
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