Random Thoughts
12 August 2004 4:05 pm
Called in sick. Have early symptoms of the flu. Lost 3 hours of my life today, knocked out by meds. It's strange to pass out on the bed with the sun staring at you, full-on, and wake up 3 hours later to find that the room is still bright, that the day is not over, nor has it just begun.
Between the beginning and the end is your life now. And you, trembling at imagined horrors that are to come, wincing from scars that mark old battles, a-flutter with the hope of a beautiful tomorrow, and grateful for the very fact of your existence at this moment.
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