If that vision was real, I die in this apartment
I wrote about A vision of my own death almost exactly two months ago. What I didn’t write then is that it happens in the apartment I currently live in. I thought about this during this past Monday, when I got very sick again, and then again today when I started shaking and got very weak.
It’s a weird thing to see your own death. Whenever I got sick like this I make a point not to go to the area of the apartment where I die. In that respect I can see how seeing one’s own death affects their behavior. I suspect that seeing my own death has also altered my behavior in ways that are essentially subconcious to me.
Huh, well, I don’t know what else to add. I’m trying to eat better, and exercise when I’m able to walk. Seeing plenty of doctors. My lease expires next spring.