Post Partum Concussion

A good death.

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T engo 152 years ...

The truth is that I thought of dying many times, and no ... no ... I'm not a vampire or anything, just I have not found the right time to die I want. Call me vain if you want ... but in this society that gives more weight to death than life, I wanted the mine would be perfect ... and have what is called 'a good death. "

With 25 years almost died in the war, I burst a mortar at 40 paces, but I thought it was not a good way to die. Join exacerbated a number of individuals who fell in battle was not my idea of \u200b\u200bhow I wanted to finish. A number .. that would be ... just a number. What would remember me? What would my grandchildren yet unborn? ... Instead of my grandfather, just say, "yeah ... at my grandfather was called light infantry unit 3249 and died in the battle of ... mmm I do not remember!". When I've always liked just call me Paco. When I was

Tube 83 years an acute heart ... but I thought what a nerve die in a hospital doing my loved ones suffer, even more so when I had 6 days in a waiting room chairs so uncomfortable with these shattering the back. Insurance would not cry for my loss, but the pain caused by this long trance hospital and the smell of disinfectant.

At 91 was different ... I was tired ... But not so much eternal rest!. I thought ... What is it to rest forever?, I had been active all my life completely ... who had a thousand and one things that always interested me for a thousand details ... and what even I had to learn from this world ... "I would become a bum for life? .. no, no .. that nothing.

The other day ... I thought I'd die again ... but it was raining. If you call it silly, but it was pouring down ... And with rain the truth is that people do not take to the streets. Furthermore, how could I make that up sadness that causes a death ... my people catch a cold, if I die I will die ... but do not take me 3 more than the family or friends for pneumonia.

So for one reason or another, if it is hot, that if my grandson carlitos's wrong with her parents, as I will die on Saturday at 3 am to annoy a weekend with my friends and family , etc, etc ... I have not found the perfect day to die. And the truth ... I hope I never find him.

Photo: Roman Novoa
Text: Sleepless

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Sleepless ,

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