i have a love
YOU NEED TO LEARN
Wtf is this
NOW THATS A WOMAN!
today was my day off and i wasn’t feeling 100% so i ended up sleeping in until 12pm, got up to eat lunch, and was back asleep by 2pm. slept a few more hours… which tbh felt amazing. sleep has been hard to come by lately and holy shit i cannot imagine what it’ll be like when school starts back up. but anyways, after i got up for realz i decided to be productive so i mowed our front lawn. my nose was drippy so i didn’t bother with the back today. dang allergies. did some laundry! which was really good! ummmhmm and pretty much spent the last few hours playing mario kart 8 with my brother-in-law. tons of fun, that game. early morning at work tomorrow so have to get up in a few hours. rather dreading that.
"I learned at a very young age how fragile life is. When I was 15 years old I found out I had a brain tumor. The doctors said I had a very small chance that I could outlive it. The only alternative was to get on a long waiting list for open face surgery in hopes of removing it. I guess the first blessing happened on my 16th birthday, when the surgery was scheduled. I found out shortly after waking from the surgery that they went into the palette of the roof of my mouth instead of opening up my entire face. I guess you could say that was the second blessing. But the real blessing was that I overcame it completely and I survived something that most people never live through. I was close to death and I escaped it, and now I celebrate life because of it.
I wanted to be free. After this literal escape from death, I had some challenges at home and left at a very young age to spend my teenage years literally on the streets. I started with a hitchhiking tour all through Canada. Essentially I was homeless, sleeping on rooftops and under bridges and free. I met tons of interesting people, and experienced life to the fullest. Surviving the death sentence of a brain tumor was like defying death. I felt like the walking dead. I wasn’t supposed to be here. The doctors had told me there was no hope. But here I was, alive and breathing and being so free to live my life. When you live on the streets, you really appreciate just being alive. On the streets, you don’t have first or last names. So they started to call me Zombie, a person who is living but so close to death.”
He has a beautiful smile
he has a beautiful everything