Day 484 Night, Still Alive, I think. Maybe, Most Likely, Ok I Am Not Sure.

Good day you wonderful people, how I hope you are doing well and that the trials and tribulations of life do not hinder you. My past few days have been quite rough and I have not been able to catch up on energy or brain power in the idea of consciousness. Just not sure what happened, not typical sickness but I am not sure what happened, if it happens again me making a phone call to the ambulance people. It was bad enough to make a dude who hates being around various people like dipping reproductive organ into lava. That sounds extreme but it is the exact means I have tyo desire being around people. It is something I do not understand but is a huge part of me.

So the world around me moves on adn I have to go and let the best neighbor doggo out and let him go pee. I will make sure to get a good picture of him and have it in my next upload. He helps a lot with my issues but I do not tell him that, As a good boy he does not need that weight on him, him just a good boy with epic powers to help me feel better.

The weight on my chest has seemed to lighten and I can breath a bit bit better and I am taking my time and not pushing to hard. Even getting up and down can be somewhat a difficult but it was a bit better then yesterday. Just happy to be alive as things have scared me that I would no longer be here as of when I slept last night and this morning. As weird as it sounds I was expecting not to wake up both times. I went into the sleep with the peace of life having ended for me and I was to see what lays beyond us. With no adoration for life or death it was a weird acceptance that I am no longer to be here, and that was ok as I was here long enough to make the difference I needed to in my life. Complete and total acceptance that life is no longer mine to bear. I think that is the best way to put it. Peace in the absolution of everything. It has passed but in the things that still hold on from last night, weigh on me not in the fear of death, but the fear of the pain of the human form that is required to see death once again.

Fear not the end of things, those are foolish thoughts, fear the regrets you can never fix when the end calls your name.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.

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