afterlife

More than a year since I asked for help. The healthcare system here as usual is pretty disappointing. Independency was my help, it always have been.

But I failed me for more than a decade.

Just 2 days back, I dreamt of my death. It was of old age. Not a bad way to die at first thought. However, it was anxiety I experienced and my consciousness was pulled into darkness. Almost felt like I was euthanized. Then it was silence. It was calmness for moments.

I felt freed.

And I jolted up and it was 9.00am. Another day for work.

It was different that morning. I didn’t feel like I was in a Matrix-esque loop.

And today, I’m clearing my things in that corner pile. I was unknotting decade-old memories.

Free-in-progress?