for a second i forgot that i hated hospitals. it wasn’t until i was in the elevator by myself that it started to pace me. my heart rate instantly started increasing with each floor, the higher it went the faster my beat became.
the velocity of my thoughts stopped me dead when the elevator doors opened. i felt suffocated, my ability to breath became rigid and i was unable to yield off. but when the doors slowly started closing before me i found it in me to snap out.
i stepped out.
cancer is a bitch. someone once told me that if we don’t get hit by a car or die from something like that sort then we will eventually die of some sort of cancer.
true??? perhaps.
i don’t know. all i know is that i was faced again with the value of life and was reminded that the pressence of one is a precious bestowal.
lately i’ve been having to deal with people leaving my life…as sad as it is i’m sure there is a reason for every situation. and although some i still have yet to understand why…i will continue to keep patience and hold on really tight to the ones i still have.
.t
dedicated to a. de jesus & s. miranda & m. hallim
