Living life? Hell I am still trying to find one in my size.
Life and myself have this love hate relationship. It tries to beat me down and kill me, I do my best to resist and find enjoyment even when in the most serious of pain. Though it temps me hard. I wake up in extreme pain, remain in pain through the day, and hug it as I fall asleep at night. Then life inserts its cruel kick in the junk and gives me a few hours of no pain, of which I am usually unconscious for. Though every so often I can wake up and steal a little of that time away from life and lay without movement in bed and feel like I ruled the world due to not feeling any pain. It never lasts for more than a few minutes though.
I try and make sure I enjoy everything I do. I often find this a disadvantage as well though as I would pay others to have my job, so I often under price myself. I am close to the relatives that matter, I have a significant other that I really love and that loves me. I can say I suppose I do.
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