The phrase “life is too short” being said by hospice patients on their way to their final destination really makes me think. For all we know this is a one time shot in this reality. When we pass, we might just go away…… Forever. So in our journey to oblivion, will we look back and say “was that the best I could have done? Did I live for myself? Did my choices make me happy at the end of the day? Did the people I surround myself with help my spiritual progression? Or did they get hung up on the expectation of perfection? These kind of thoughts exhaust my happiness and fracture my heart into splinters. Why do I hurt when I’m falling asleep? Why can’t just close my eyes and honestly tell myself that everything is ok and that I don’t have to worry so much? Damn I’m tired
I WANT TO WAKE UP!
It’s not a dream its a nightmare!!!!!
TECH SUPPORT!!!!
This speaks to me… ;)
(via no-selinas-aloud)
real life is not like the movies
in real life
they don’t let you ride with her
in the back of the ambulance
unless you throw a fit,
unless you scream
and tell them that you aren’t leaving her,
not again,
never againin real life
they let in you in the ambulance
because you are making a scene
…
Excellent illustrations by Katie Scott:
Any techno that’s greater then 80bpm is pefect to listen to before going to any job in EMS.
-Me-