While I’m Here

None of us are making it out alive and it frustrates me a bit because I'm having a really good time.

I could do this forever.

I once saw a video of a grandmother being wished a happy 90th birthday. At the end someone asked if she had any words. She paused and said “I hope this is my last.”

I used to understand that. Who would want to go around and around in the same loop forever. Doing the same things, seeing the same days, watching the years blur together?

But today I find myself sitting on the other side of that sofa.

Today I think I could do this forever.

Filling my years with a little bit of growth and a little bit of death every now and again.

A different me.

A better me.

A worse me.

More me.

Less me.

Year after year after year.

I could do it forever.

I hope you’re happy to be here.