As you keep
reading
this,
you will
notice
how insane
I am.
But I am
not entirely
out of the
ordinary—
as you know—
because I am
old,
and young.
As I fill
my lungs
with air,
I take
great care
in telling you
that I am dying.
Maybe not
today,
nor tomorrow—
but one day,
when I fall,
I won’t be able
to stand up again.