I'm on fire, I feel like jumping around but since I have to take it easy and can't use all this energy in a physical way, I'm writing and writing and there's probably smoke coming out of my brain. My parents are laughing at me. It's good that I have some self-esteem these days. Otherwise I might be hurt. What is there to laugh about, damn it, don't tell a young person in the middle of her inspiration to calm down.
Ahh. What I wanted to say. The surgery was ok. Not pleasant, but I'm alive! Still, it amazes me from day to day that I'm living. How is it possible that I'm this lucky, that we all are? All of us, we are alive! Hooray!
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