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Sep 2014
We spend our entire lives trying to find ourselves.
We already know ourselves, though.
We live with ourselves each and every day,
So how would we not know our identity?
Our journey in life should not be wasted trying to uncover hidden parts of your mind.
In fact, you should take what you're certain of and enhance it in any way possible.
Find what makes you happy, and become passionate about it.
Find your passions.
I am passionate about my life.
I know who I am.
However,
I have yet to find the one factor that gets me up each morning.
I've decided that if I were to die soon,
I wouldn't want to not know what hit me.
I'd rather die slowly and painfully,
So I can feel my last bit of sensation before all control is lost.
I want to feel each part of my body shutting down, and I want to feel comforted by it.
I want to look up at the light and tell it that I'm ready.
I'd rather that, than feel nothing at all.
Because how can you die with passion if you die afraid?
Hayley Coleman
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Hayley Coleman  MA
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