A few people pester my mind.
Bridget: You pop in alot. Even though I never knew you, but only knew of you. You signify the fact that life can be quickly taken away from me - any day - any time. You are the person I think of every time I don't feel like living and opt for "just being alive, is enough". I think about that moment, that moment when you realize what's happening, and you brace yourself for the pain. Thank You
Oprah: this may sound cliche - but I think about where she came from, and where she is. I think about her spirit. I wonder how someone who had so little can grow to become so generous. I think about her family not even having running water, I think about the abuse she lived through, I think about the baby she lost, I think about college, her first job, and the first time she realized who she is - if she ever did. Thank You
I think about all the people suffering in the world
All the people enjoying themselves
All the people who haven't had sex in years
All the people experiencing orgasms at this exact moment
I think about all the men I've ever fallen in love with, or even was severely interested in (I use the word severe with purpose. Nobody crushes like I crush, ask Lenny Bukkiah) : Mainly I'm wondering if they are happy? I wonder what I learned, I wonder how I could have behaved better.
I think about Future Me the most. The question is; "did I end up getting what I wanted?"
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