Riddle me this bat kids, A question for you...
What would be your perfect Friday? What would it entail? Would you be the same age as you are now? Who would it involve? What would you do? Where would you go?
My answer is a simple one, albeit a bit selfish. My perfect Friday? My perfect any day? A Friday without pain. If I can’t have forever, then one day. A single day without being on drugs, without hurting. A day where I don’t have to pull myself up the stairs, A morning that I don’t wake up crying, I’d like a day to be like I used too. No drugs to wake me up, no pain killers, no pills to go to sleep with. I’d like a day to be normal, to walk without hurting, A Friday, that I’m not limping and a day that I can walk without falling. One day out of the week when, there’s no pain and I’m not hurting. If I could have that one day, then that would make all the rest of the days bearable. I’d put up with it, without complaint...
Riddle me this bat kids, I’m looking at a lifetime of unrelenting pain.
My question for you...
How do you stop the inevitable?
