Death is coming for us all, what you going to do?"
I can't say this is an epiphany caused by a brush with Death. Its more like a few scuffles and brawls with Death's second cousin, Billy. My sister survived breast cancer, but just found out my mom has skin cancer. Cancer is very common in my family. Its the one thing we all have in common. Its the family birthmark. Only two adults so far haven't shown signs, myself and my middle sister. Both of us are in our twenties. I'm not getting my hopes up.
Ashley died from a seizure caused by a blood clot in her brain. I've been experiencing migraines, nausea, and numbness and had a possible mild stroke only a week or so before her death. Probably nothing (or so the doctors claim) but who's to say. I need to have a word with the Big Man running things upstairs, the Super Supervisor if you may. And until I do, I don't plan on going anywhere. Stubbornness is also a large trait in my family. Why else would be still be procreating if not out of spite for the human race?
I was tempted to write a will, but then thought, why bother? I have nothing of value and its not like anything is going to matter after I pass anyway. Can't keep any of it. Most will probably be donated or boxed up forever.
Migraine is coming back, time for the pills. G'night.
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