Possibilities

What I really wanted to ask was

why do you kill yourself over a future that could possibly be?

What I really wanted to ask was

why do you work two jobs and how do you keep going?

What is it that lights your path?

Not a single mathematician could calculate what your future holds.

What I really want to ask was

what do you do to keep yourself sane under these insane conditions?

The world you have cared for has crumbled around you and you continue to push the boundaries to a greater extent.

You have given me a chance at freedom, one that has both the pursuit of happiness and the chance at a great life.

What I really wanted to ask was

how is it that your instincts still keep driving?

and that you haven’t just flipped over and crashed?

I’m curious is all.

Forty years and still running,

What I really wanted to ask

is was it painful to have lost as much as you have lost?

There isn’t a day that I don’t give thanks that you are here but what is that has given you a chance to thrive in the murky depths of life.

I can only ask questions.

My stupidity is profound.

I have only a hope that these questions are answered by you, but if this message isn’t received in an acceptable amount of time, then I can only give thanks into whichever heaven you ascend to.

Now go home.