Someone has died,
a friend,
more of an acquaintance really.
I hadn’t seen him in years, and now he is dead.
Too soon he has passed,
his body, a catastrophic malfunction.
Not one day of retirement did he enjoy.
What roads had he traveled, since last I saw him?
What mistakes did he make that may have saved him today, had he not made them?
What may I gain from his death? Will I try harder to change my path? Or will the fresh wound from his passing fade? My life returning to it’s former progression. With it’s own end date.
I am changed, my days forward from here will be altered. How could I not be from hearing this news? Decisions I make may now be different because of the realization of my own mortality.
I think I shall go for a walk.
About the Creator
Katie
Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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