It came to me that with the medications I take that I don't see reality, but rather the reality granted to me by borrowed eyes. I long for the day that I can be free of the various pills I take to help ensure a better future for my physical self.
30 was an interesting year, puppies, first child and an appendectomy. 31 was the discovery of kidney disease. 35 is when the singular nonstop migraine began...2 years later the head ache is a lot better, but the side effects make life 'interesting'.
Death is a release, a release that I guess I'm not worthy of yet. Perhaps I have still more to learn. Only time will tell.
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