so this morning, i woke up at 6:00 a.m. to a stabbing, horrific pain in my chest. the ideas of a heart attack or rib puncturing my lung were the thoughts bouncing around in my head. ya, it was that painful. and then i started thinking about how i wasn't ready to die and how awful it would be for my roommate to find my dead body in bed. this all went on for maybe twenty minutes when i decided dying or not, i still had class at 8 so i better roll out of bed and get ready. well the pain went away after my shower. still confused what caused that excuciating pain.
but food for thought in my life. why was i not ready to die? shouldn't we all be just in case?
thoughts.
xoxo
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