my father went in for heart surgery yesterday. it was terrifying, to say the least. dad is the strongest, healthiest person i know, and that he could have a blocked artery is just.... fucking unfair, actually. he exercises for at least an hour a day, often two, doesn't drink, or smoke, or eat badly. if something like this can happen to him, what hope is there for the rest of us? none, absolutely none, so why not live as if you could drop dead tomorrow... it wont make a difference, really.
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