I've had alot of spare time on my hands.
Being crippled and bedridden does that to you.
Apparently 80% of people are fully healed in 6 weeks... wow... 6 weeks.
That's a while.
Alot of crap swirls in my head when I have too much spare time.
I try to keep that to a minimum really... trying to keep as busy as possible.
Knives, buses, alcohol, falling, panic, searching, stretches of street, alot of silly things.
Just many questions, questions galore.
What if it was a lie? What if the truth was never revealed? What if they do get together? What if I don't get better in 6 weeks?
What is the point?
That's a funny question isn't it.
That can really be taken 2 ways. Whats the point of me thinking like this? There isn't one.
Does it make me feel better?
No.
Does it help my future?
No.
Does it give me super powers?
Unfortunately no.
Or you could take it even deeper... what is the point of it all?
My existence.
What is my point of being here?
If I disappeared from the face of the earth, what would happen?
Obviously I will be missed by the ones closest, but time is a good killer of memory.
Everyone will eventually forget. Then what?
Back to normal.
So is there a point?
1 comment:
Yep, 6 weeks is a while, though I'd probably say that's a minimum for a back injury. I'd say to think of it as just that, a bare minimum - otherwise it'll screw around with you for a long time; I didn't give my back injury any respect and well over a year later it's still giving me trouble, and will probably never be the same again. So take care!
As to all the other stuff... if there is a point, that's only a question that you can answer. What you do with yourself, your quality of life, and what you leave behind - you direct that, and thus, you also direct what you leave behind.
Look after yourself.
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