Fighting the inevitable

Last night, I breathed in what felt like a thousand bees stinging me directly in the back of my throat. I was waken by a cough that scared me more than anything.
After I was awaken, I lay thinking. About a range of things. Things I want to change about my life. Things I want to fix. Things that I wish to give up on but don't have the heart to say it.

Many of these things I would talk over with my sister. She's not here. I have another sister and a brother but the I miss conversing with her the most.

So as I lay there thinking. I fought with the inevitable. The need to sleep.

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