Coming soon 28 May

This is the last day of my life.

I say that with certainty because of where I am now.

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When I was a child I wrote a diary.

I never expected anyone would read it.

Fanciful childish nonsense, at least that's what I hoped they'd think.

 

Fast forward to the future and the last entry I made is the reason I'm standing at this grave wondering if I'd still be here if I had never written that last damning paragraph.

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I'm almost certain the answer would be no.