if perhaps maybe possibly probably

what are the odds? papa is a taxi driver, hui min is a nurse. we'd probably be the first to die. if so, let 29th april be the date people refer to and say, ah, this was when the deceased first blogged about her possible demise.

i could probably deal well enough with dying, but if that entails a prior witnessing of my family's slow suffering, i don't really think i will take it very well.

we can buy masks and kill people who have flu and kill all the pigs in the world and there'll be something else that ails us. oh my goodness gracious me is there no hope for the world?

if we are all eventually confined to our homes, i will miss the luxury of contemplating holding your hand;

hello you, let's be in love, do!

green grass happy rainbows and no more pain. i hope this awaits us at an other side that actually does exist. either that, or blissful oblivion. none of the half fucked immobile physicality and overactive mind things please.

it is strangely exciting to be living in such a point in the human race. maybe we will soon discover firsthand if it is truly true that advanced civilisations as ours existed and perished before, when we go into the dark night.

but, we all have promises to keep
and miles to go, before we can embrace death as sleep