presley

someone i love is dying. its amazing how nothing in the world seems to matter. but at the same time i am grateful for every moment of my life. and want to live every moment to the fullest. i never finished high school and i dont hold 9-5 jobs for very long, but i do visit friends and family and surprise people and fall in love all the time.
which are the things i imagine you think about when you die. not high school or your job....but who you love and the good memories you had together.
in that way, i guess i do live moments to the fullest.
this person that is dying i just need to crawl into bed with them and kiss their face and neck and let them know how loved they are before they die.
But dying is such a strange experience that its almost inevitable no matter whos in the room or if no one is....
we all die alone.

edited to say that there are two catches with this situation one is that this person lives an 8 hour drive away and i have to get my car fixed so i can go....which i am doing today. and the other is that i have been in love with them.
On another note i am doing better i bought that gay new modest mouse cd and it is really great you should go get it.