Counting down the days, until
Christmas is over, until the year is over, until my life is over…
I just count the days. I wake
up and think, “If I survive today, I get to go back to bed.” That gets me
through every single day.
Eventually, I will have survived
Christmas.
Eventually, I will have
survived New Year’s Eve.
Eventually, I will have
survived 2011, one of the worst years of my life.
Unless of course I die before
then, but that’s not likely to happen, now is it?
This might sound like I’m
tempting Fate, but I’m not. I know I have 43 years to go before I die.
So if I survive 2011, I only
have 42 years to go. I’m almost halfway to the end.
Eventually, I will have
survived it all, until I finally don’t have to survive any more.
“And miles to go before I
sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.” ~Robert Frost |
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