I deleted a recent post. After re-reading, I realized it oozed self-pity. I'm living with someone who knows they are dying. Who doesn't feel well enough to do much more than walk a few feet every couple of hours. Yea, it's tough seeing that. It's depressing and difficult. It sucks and this is only going to get worse. I must try not to dwell on that. Moments present themselves all too briefly now. The best I can do for him is to try to make those moments … less shitty.
This always lifts my spirits. Who knows, maybe I can get him dancing. Imagine that.
For all you non-Heads, try to get past the vocals. (hehe)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vK2dcofd-ew
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