I am a rational, reasonable person. I know the life I am living is no life, while at the same time it is the life of many — wake up, work, fall asleep, wake up, work. And repeat. Yet it is only so often that I find myself shaken to the core with the realisation that if I don’t actually DO something to change my way of living, I am going to wake up on day and be incontinent and senile, not even able to dream any longer. These short moments are ones of such intense fear, that I often wonder how I will continue to function. Denial is the only way, but I can’t live in denial any more. Beyond the rational and reasonable, I wish for something to give me the strength to try to make myself happy. That’s all I need.
