Meant to be...

I didn't expect the last month to take such a toll on me, but considering that I was living on borrowed time, I am grateful for every day I get to continue without crumbling beneath the pressure. I accept it gratefully without looking beyond it. I completely forget my physical suffering and all the unpleasantness of my present condition and I think only of the joy of seeing the sun rise once more and of being able to work a little bit, even under difficult circumstances. Because whatever condition we are in, we must always do what we want to do, and if we want to go on a journey, then we must do so and not worry about our pain, even if it's the worst possible feeling, because, if it is, we're finished anyway, whether we go on the journey or not, and it's better to die having made the leap we've been longing for, than to be stifled by our yearning.