Sunday, March 9, 2025

I don’t think about death all the time

 …but when I do.

When young there is the occasional 

burst of feeling immortal because your

body is getting better all the time, the

opposite of watching it all fall apart.

What comfort in knowing it’s just a

natural display?

At least, 

it’s something I can’t be blamed for.

People give us elders leeway, knowing

it’s not our fault. That’s nice.

I feel like I’m stealing time since I quit

drinking.

I always loved being an outlaw.

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