I couldn't focus on anything today. Life is really boring when you can't concentrate on anything long enough to enjoy it, and life is really depressing when you can't forget about the horrors within it because you're unable to distract yourself from them.
I've come to the conclusion that living life in remission with such an incredibly aggressive cancer must be what living in a war-torn country is like. You wake up every day, and you worry if you're gonna get blown up or shot when you leave your house, 'cause the odds are NOT in your favour.
I dunno, does that comparison even make sense? I think it does. At least it does to me. For now, anyway!
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