Random thoughts in Math Class

Just some thoughts I had in Math class this morning.

I blame the swollen optic nerve in my right eye for this one.
That and... I'm really tired. Which usually brings out my more depressed state of mind... >_> Yeah.

Beyond the cut.


If I had a brain tumor
I don’t think I’d want surgery
or Chemo.

I mean,
Brain tumors don’t hurt all that much,
Chemo hurts. A hell of a lot.
I’d rather go out and do things,
Stuff I’d never even thought about doing,
then lie in a hospital all day.

Maybe I’d take time off from school
(What’s the use of a degree when you’re dying?)
And go out and help people...
Or write a book.
Make a comic.
Something...

I’d do my list of goals for life:
Busking
Hitchhiking
Play piano or sing for people...
on a stage of sorts.
A bar with live music, maybe?
Leave North America for a while.
I’m not that hard to please.

It’d be fun!
Maybe I’d meet new people.
Maybe I’d make a difference in people’s lives.
Maybe I’d be able to forget
If only for a while
that I was dying.
And that I’d be leaving these people behind...

But for now
as I play with ‘what if’s
Instead of learning about integrals
I’m content with where I am
and where I seem to be going.

I have a bed to sleep in;
It has a mattress
(Thank God for that!).
I have food, and stuff that,
no matter how boring,
still occupy my time effectively.

I have friends, family,
Caring people everywhere
that get angry when
I don’t take care of myself:
Sleep properly.
Eat properly.
Live properly.

So thank you to all of you,
You know who you are.
So I won’t mention names.
It would just make life
that much more awkward

Just know that
I love you all
Very much.
Thank you for making my life
That much sunnier.
That much livelier.
That much more liveable.

Thank you.
I love you.

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