Action. Consequence.
it's funny how one bad decision nine years ago, has affected me every day since. Constant decline with no fight back - and here I am. A life that has become a series of what if's. "Three months" rapidly whittling down - but the ever present threat it implies, slowly loses its induced fear. The subtle warning signs convert into neon flashing lights - but turning a blind eye has become default.
I will be going to hospital this week. For six weeks. I am writing this for the few of you who know why I will be there - and letting you know that, if you can be bothered, you are more than welcome to come save my brain from melting due to complete boredom.
Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it's time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it's never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one. ~ Nike Ad
I will be going to hospital this week. For six weeks. I am writing this for the few of you who know why I will be there - and letting you know that, if you can be bothered, you are more than welcome to come save my brain from melting due to complete boredom.
Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it's time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it's never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one. ~ Nike Ad