life is short, priceless, meaningless, fulfilling, seemingly endless, but mostly just short.

-what if tomorrow he goes into cardiac arrest, i fly to his side, rest his hand on my heart and sit with him wishing and hoping for the best but that wont do. he'll be gone. so here i am sitting up letting my anxiety go all the the fears i once had about my mother i now have about him. what if i never see him again.


wow i'm so depressing.