I was reading a book.
"Working stiff" by Dr. Judy Melinik and T.J. Mitchell.
It's a book about life as a forensic Pathologist (my plan b tbh)
And I was reading chapter DM01....
About 9/11.
The dozen (?) Semi trailers used for storing remains.
The "Pile" .
M.E.'s would have to stop work momentarily just to cry.
Thousands.
I was reading this and something ...clicked.
I don't know... I just feel okay with how my life is right now. It sucks balls but I'm okay with it.
I don't know why.
I don't know if I feel this way because I'm in awe of all the work... and all of the dead "bodies".
I don't know.
I just feel weird as heck.
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I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD DAY /NIGHT !!!!!STAY HYDRATED OK? STAY STRONG YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!!!!!!! I love you :)
-Ashh
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