Running for your life
This morning I ran for my life. I don’t mean I ran fast, although I did. I was walking to a doctor’s appointment when I realised I wasn’t going to make it on time, so I ran. This doctors appointment will check if my cancer has spread. Spread to my major organs. Tomorrow they’ll check if the cancer has spread to my bones. This is such serious shit and all I can think is “How interesting, I’m literally running for my life”. I’m strange, right?