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If you had the option to know how you were going to die, would you want to know?

I’ve been asking people that lately… don’t know why, I’m just interested. So far the answer has been no they wouldn’t want to know. I am in disagreement. I would want to know. I think some of it may be that I like to plan things and I don’t like when things don’t go according to plan. I hate the unknown (and yes I know there’s nothing I can do about it and that lots of stuff will always be unknown until they happen). But I think it would be interesting to know how I am going to die so I can prepare for it… strange, I know. I was just curious.

Anyways, so, on to a more positive thing. Hockey started on the 19th. I went to the game, and we ended up winning but it was rough to watch. You can tell our boys haven’t played together for a long time. It was awesome though. I missed it soooo much. The Fall Classic is today, friday and saturday. I have to work tonight so I can’t go to the game. Friday and Saturday I am there though. I’m excited. It’s all day Hockey starting at 10 a.m. and our local team plays at 7. I think I may just go to the games that we play… I CAN’T WAIT… The season opener is on the 11th… so after Saturday it will be awhile before Hockey happens again. Sad.

I haven’t felt too great the last couple of days, but I am feeling better today. Thank God. Just some sinus issues I think.

The anxiety medication is working… but it is messing with my sleep. I get really restless and can’t sleep. The other night I was laying in bed trying to sleep and it wouldn’t happen and I started having an anxiety attack because I couldn’t sleep and then I was all riled up and really couldn’t sleep… so it sucked majorly… but I am feeling better. Just frustrating.

Anyways, so, I’m watching Stealth while sitting here until I have to work at 3. UGH. I don’t want to work. But, I have tomorrow off so that’s alright.

Alissa

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September 25, 2008

Yeah, i wouldn’t want to know. Knowing the how would make me nervous, because i’d always be waiting to see if the right set of circumstances came together, or if it was a false alarm. Like, if you were told “you’re going to die of a cough,” every time you coughed, you’d freak out. I would want to know when though, because that’s indisputable – there is no other 15:25 on Wednesday October 27, 2060.

September 25, 2008

there is no greater hell than knowing when and how you’re going to die and knowing there is no stopping it.

September 26, 2008

I have a pretty good feeling that I’m going to die before I’m 41, so does that count? It kind of makes me try to live my life in a fulfilling manner. If someone could tell me the day and year I would probably want to know and then regret being told after being told.