He was palliative with cancer, and on the palliative ward when we last talked, I haven’t heard from him in four weeks so I assume it’s happened. He was only 40 and had had a kidney transplant, and was awaiting a debulking surgery for a very large tumour, and then got a fungal infection and was admitted. I am going to assume that ended up ending badly.
I’ll miss you friend. I enjoyed our talks. He did get a cruise in and was writing a book before he apparently passed. So those are good things, but I really will miss him. Be nice to people, Lemmy.
I mean yeah but that’s a different kind of unfairness.
What I’m talking about is one person being hungry while another person is forced to eat food when they aren’t. You’re more talking about someone who doesn’t deserve a multiple course meal.
Knowing I’m going to mostly throw this shit away and not enjoy it while there are other people who want it sucks.
I’m sure it doesn’t always feel like it, but your life matters every single day. Tomorrow has every potential joy and sorrow, every pleasure or pain, every possible eventuality. You don’t have to live every day as your last to make it count. Some days you just got to get to the next one, and that’s victory enough.
The only real waste is to give up on all of those tomorrows.