Mortality
I know my flesh has been failing me some time.
Today I had to make my way home... I took my boots off and lay down on the couch. I could feel my heart pumping as hard as it could.
This wasn’t an anxiety attack or allergic reaction. My mind was mostly aware but I felt like I was dying. I wasn’t in pain. I searched thought my body while I lied there seeing if I could find any sense of something out of the ordinary. No it was my heart. The blood in my brain. It’s like exhaustion without being mentally tired.
I went to the gym earlier today. Have gone pretty much every day this week (save the day they were doing repairs)
I’ve stopped eating junk food for the most part. I do drink a lot I suppose but this doesn’t feel like that. Of course I could be wrong.
But I lay there...
If it were to die, I thought thisH would be a boring death lying here on the couch listening to the hum of the crypto miner.
This isn’t new... But the first time it happened mid day.
Often when I’m out with people at an event I have to bow out early and go home because not because I want to but because my body is giving up.