"When I feel like writing..."

As I was cleaning my apartment on this grim Sunday, I found a piece of paper which brought tears to my eyes... A text and a poem I had written right after a chemo... trying to boost myself in thinking what was happening to me wasn't a big deal.

23.10.2009 - 21.23
If I had to predict something crazy that would have happened to me in the year 2009, then I would never have guessed what was to come. The human mind likes to foresee only positive things in general. Nobody would ever say: I think I might have a car accident this year. Or, this year I predict a lot of grief and mental breakdowns.
So, naturally when I was asked what my New Year's predictions would be, I said: hopefully a car, money and a husband! or at least a boyfriend! Pretty common things...
Would you ever think of cancer as a common thing though? Not me... Even though millions of people will be affected by it sooner or later. It got me in the beginning of June this year. Now 2009 will forever be just half a year.
It's ridiculous how many people will suffer the same as me. Almost like if you haven't got it now, or if you haven't had it already, you're part of a soon to be minority. Today I can say: been there, almost done that.

Whatever you think you are
you are not.

People who think they've succeeded
in life, have no more reason
to live.
You should always
have hopes and dreams of a
better tomorrow.

Life sucks big time.
You just need to find a way
to get used to it.