Final HoursMore Like This
I don't know just how much time I have left to write. On the upside- I haven't been coughing as much anymore, but it's quite a bother now as I have a little trouble breathing. It's upsetting; I haven't told anyone still, I feel like I should but I just don't. Every single time I try, I freeze up and hesitate, and end up leaving. I think they suspect something- only because Joe keeps asking me how my lungs are doing and if I'm watching them. What the hell does that mean? Watching my lungs? Watching them what, deteriorate? No thank you- I prefer to keep moving and never stop going. If I stopped, I'd just die quicker, but I feel like if I keep going, I can live a little longer. Just a little bit longer, all puns aside.
We were settling down for lunch, and we were going to watch Star Trek when all of the sudden,