We plan to go sometime next week in our pyjamas, with coffee and housecoats and slippers and watch for an hour and then go back home to bed. I'm looking forward to it.
One of my favourite singers, Herbert Grönemeyer once worded it very nice: Ruhe gibt es genug nach dem tod, i.e. there's plenty of rest after you've died. I think I agree.
It will happen. I don't know when yet. I will find out more sometime this week when I see the specialist. The recent hemhorage indicates (I think) that it will be sooner than I had hoped.
HAHAHA. That because you're not here to watch my periodic freakouts. I have these little panic attacks about retarded things like not being able to crochet, or not being able to see what my clothes look like... it's weird. It's the little stuff that freaks me out the most.
Which seems perfectly normal to me. As it is the little things that make you realise how important big things are. Am I talking gibberish already? Let me just quote a nice song that springs to mind:
Before I met you baby the little things in life just passed me by the sound of children laughing the tune of a forgotten lullaby
I am quoting by heart, not that it matters much. I think you get the idea. It is by a band called Green on Red by the way.
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Date: 2004-01-04 01:06 pm (UTC)On a more serious note: I assume we're still talking years here, perhaps decades, not months...
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Date: 2004-01-07 12:16 pm (UTC)Before I met you baby
the little things in life just passed me by
the sound of children laughing
the tune of a forgotten lullaby
I am quoting by heart, not that it matters much. I think you get the idea. It is by a band called Green on Red by the way.
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