When I walked I thought about the terrible year And all that it carried inside
I thought about the day of the divorce The day with my dad in Tel-Aviv The night I panicked so much That I almost needed to go to the hospital And all the times I told my cousins stories While I put them to sleep
I thought about all of the terrible moments And then I thought ...
It's over
I shout it silently Jumping around and crying Smile on my face
I did it I survived all of it! I am still alive! I am fine!
Proud.
Then I think of death And how this must be how it feels Except not needing to go back Not knowing what else Is going to need to be endured
But at that moment Though crying And remembering all the terrible things I liked 2025
I felt much like I had died and was remembering life. I liked it.
(This note was written by the last person to breathe in 2024)