Thursday, December 25, 2008
I really only think of suicide when people ask if I ever think of suicide. But I do sometimes wish I could, near the end of my life, just sail off into the ocean in a makeshift dinghy, or climb an impossible mountain, or take a long walk in the woods. Never to return, but to see how far I get before I die. Sometimes I don't feel like dying a peaceful and painless death. Sometimes I feel like dying a long and painful death, putting my last breath into struggling to get just one more millimeter farther on an impossible journey.