03 April 2012

afterWARds 3 (fiction)

I always fantasized about going from age 17 to 70 overnight. I never thought it would actually happen.
It is funny suicide has no appeal. I think pushing onwards, hanging on, is the right thing to do. I’m not sure why yet, but even if it was in my interest to die right now, I would not encourage my own demise. I’m not afraid, though. God knows what I’m breathing in at this point.