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Ramblings of a madman.

(sorry for the crappy cell phone cam pics, but this is important)
Borrowed Time.

A couple days ago my roommate tripped going down the stairs, and tore a ligament in his ankle.  So I got to wait around the hospital for 3 hours while he was getting checked out.  In my time there I ran into this man just sitting in the hallway.  He must have weighed 70 lbs, his eyes were oh so distant...and it was obvious he was there to die.

On one arm he was wearing 4 watches, on the other 3..and the bag on his lap was crammed full of watches.  There must have been 50 or so in there.

The whole time he sat there, staring at the watch he was holding, watching time slip away.
There was desperation in his eyes as he tried the best he could to slow down the second hand that was advancing relentlessly on time he had little left of. He knew better than most, something we all pretend to understand, we are all going to die.

Time is one of those precious commodities that are more valuable, the less you have.  Such is health, happiness and love.  The time we have left on this planet is never a given.  We all live on borrowed time. Against the odds we barter every precious moment...that fever you barely beat when you were a child, that car that almost hit you when you were crossing the street last week, that bad relationship that made you hit those pills a little too hard.
Most of us stumble through this life with a good intentions, a little luck, and very little grace.

This may sound cliche, but tomorrow is a mere thought...never a reality.

If you hate your job, quit.
If you are in a relationship with an asshole, leave.
If you hate where you live, move.

If you are unhappy, change.
It is as simple as that.

That being said, quit taking things so seriously.
Enjoy yourself, you don't get another chance.

Who are we?

Addictedimage is Conan Soranno and Mischa Romo.
Mr. Soranno is a mad Italian who chain smokes and spends his days plotting ways to corrupt the pure, dominate the world, and perfect his recipe for chicken alfredo. Every once in a while he gets off his ass and presses a button on his camera (if he's not to busy arguing with people online as to why everything they believe in is wrong.)

Miss Romo is an absolute sweetheart who drinks too much, fights too much, and is a general pain in the ass. If it wasn't for the fact that she was a kick ass artist (classical and digital) and a damn good fashion designer as well as a smoking hot model... she'd have been out on the curb a long time ago.
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What we do...

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the man with all the watches .. poor thing !!
Reanimated4now's avatar
hahahaa, I like these profiles of who addictedimages is
:] I had not actually read this journal until now and had favorited that picture forever ago

bravo on your great view of life, you are of course more right than anyone could know
Kajua's avatar
If you hate your job, quit.
If you are in a relationship with an asshole, leave.
If you hate where you live, move.

If you are unhappy, change.
It is as simple as that.

Unless you have people to rely on you, then it's as not quite so simple.
necrocerberus's avatar
Nekohitsu's avatar
"If you hate your job, quit.
If you are in a relationship with an asshole, leave.
If you hate where you live, move.

If you are unhappy, change.
It is as simple as that."

such a simple concept- why most people don't learn to laugh and love and move on in life is beyond me. Your passage hits home to many of the problems everyone takes, thanks for sharing. I'll be sure to pass it along.
testit2001's avatar
It's really poignant, and your solution is simply and true. Sometimes not easy to realize. Thx for the story.
Ryunkitty's avatar
This is amazing and inspiring these words will be passed on i will post the link to this journal for all to read. Thank you i thought i understood but now i do :3 you are awesome and realistic. <3 <3
BreakFromReality's avatar
It makes me sad to see this happen to an individual. Where were his loved ones? Was he watching the time knowing he was about to join them or that he was about to depart from them? Was he pondering what was in the next life? Would it be better or worse?

I try my hardest to live my life to the fullest. Unfortunatley I have been very unhappy with my situation. Your journal has pushed to do what I have been wanting to for a very long time.

Thank you.
zlnk's avatar
that is so true and it spoke to me and now im more depressed than i was but ima try to live more
discretionography's avatar
perfect... sometimes it takes us being humbled to open our stubborn eyes
FOOLY-COOLY's avatar
Wow, that's an amazing story. Literally watching time slip away... that's crazy.
lethe-gray's avatar
God I wish a guy I'm playing an online game with would read your journal. He is perpetually stuck feeling sorry for himself and allowing his situation to best him. Several of us have tried to slide comments his way that perhaps, it's his insistance on remaining miserable that needs to change, and not the situations around him (he can't go to get something because he can't afford it, because he won't get a job, because he insists he must not work because he'll lose whatever government money he gets... it's a circle of stupid).

Anyway, love the picture, and grats on the daily deviation. I hope that people pay attention to your journal, it's very important to be HAPPY in life, and way too many people are miserable because they think they must be.
LottnessMonster's avatar
I have seen all of that before.. It's really sad when you know that this is the last stop for some people. I used to work in a nursing home (as a house keeper) and many times I have seen people come in just to die. I realized then that this is not the job for me. I realized that I didn't want to spend a good portion of my life watching people die. I got close to a few that passed and it hurt just as if my family had died. Currently I support life... the life of animals. I work for a dog kennel which boards dogs and cats and even boards strays that come in from Friends of the Animals which eventually go to either an outside adoption or to a rescue. I make shit pay and I come home covered in dog shit... but it is all for the better gain. Dogs have become my life as I have become one for them to depend on.. it gives me something to life for instead of wondering where my life is going and when is my time going to come. Given MY past... this is a very big step for me.

Thank you for making me remember why :)
fudjmunkee's avatar
i love people who tell it like it is.
paper-stars's avatar
This a wonderful, terrible story. Thanks for sharing it... and from here on out - I'm gonna live my life like I should.

No more bullshit! ;)
AvReY's avatar
wow.... beautiful thought... thank you so much for sharing =) and i truly truly agree with you :heart:
Taeran's avatar
This journal sort of hit home for me, as it reminded me a bit of my late brother, and his transition for the better (and worse).

I can recall when my brother looked as sickly as the man you met in the hospital, when he was on dialysis for nine hours at night and two or three during the day, living on borrowed time. I can also recall when a Cedar Rapids man called us, offering to give my brother a kidney- illegally, as he wanted to be compensated for everything. I recall when an Iowan woman flew herself across the country to us in New York to donate my brother a Kidney.

I can recall my brother living every moment of life to the fullest: he and my father took up playing golf, and he was constantly trying out things he couldn't have done before. I recall it finally striking me that life is always too short, and that you need to live for today, hope you live for tomorrow, and enjoy every moment of every day.

I recall remembering that train of thought after my brother died of cardiac arrest, four years after his surgery, at age 25.

We often take for granted all of those small things that people who have had a brush with death are so apt at seeing- I can't say that I see beauty in everything, but my eyes have opened a lot more. Now, it's much easier for me to remind myself that I have control over my life, and that as such I need to make choices that will make my life- and possibly people around me's lives- more satisfying.
addictedImage's avatar
very true words, I;m sorry for your loss...
But at least it helps us to recognize our own mortality.
Rion205's avatar
That is the way to live. :)
Thanks for putting it so beautifully.
Myrcury-Art's avatar
Thanks for this. :hug:
NoviceXyooj's avatar
Thanks dude... people like you is what makes tomorrow another day worth living for.
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