The line from Hamilton: An American Musical is:
I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
I have had that line in my head for weeks now. Like a low hum over and over again.
Today it is gone. Startlingly gone. Delightedly, GONE.
It will take the results of the test to know for sure, but was I really walking towards dying or was I just being dramatic (as my mom spent years telling me when I was as a girl).
Why, then, have I suddenly lost all desire to die? Nothing really changed. I am taking my meds the same. I am doing the same activities. I have not felt good working in days and today, I am excited and having a great time.
What is going on?!?
Without being too profound, this realization is shared by many. Keeping as light-hearted a focus as I can I think of Scrooge awakening on Christmas morning. I am so glad you made it!
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