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Why Bother
Why Bother I think I am going to get out of bed, and I sit and ponder, Why? Why Bother? I watch myself allowing my time in this to short life to be wasted. Simply thinking about getting out of bed. I eventually do get out of bed and begin my day with a steaming hot shower. I watch myself turn the knob and make the water hotter than I can stand. it scalds my flesh, but relaxes my soul. And now I am beginning my day. I think I should get in my car and hit the road early to a void traffic, and I do. I sit gripping the steering wheel tightly, staring at the tail lights in front of me, hating the fact that once again I am wasting precious time in this ever so short life. As I walk the cold fluorescent lit halls of the hospital, I question whether or not I am ready, ready to face my demons. And I do. As I enter the dark room they are there. Waiting. Red eyes glowing. Teeth showing. Snarling. As if they are ready to rip me limb from limb. And I have been here before. Each time. They WIN. I think, this time will be different, And it is. I have mustered my courage, My pride, and my confidence. I walk into battle. I have been here before, But this time. IT. IS. DIFFERENT.
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