Hello! Come In
Why we Struggle so much to Let Go of certain People
Think Hard before You answer
Hello! Come In
Hey, Can I come in?

Yeah, yeah," I quickly open the door.
It, set down there on the coach face cover.
"I got your message. It said looking at me. And continue, I was in the area, so...
I should have called first.

No, no, it's...it's good," I quickly put the glass of water on the table. Realizing the mood in the room change. The air so thin. 'I'm...I'm glad you're here."
"It's a lonely business, dying. Rugged voice add.
How have you been copping,Enok?
This pamphlet is full of some enlightening BS. I add trying to evade detection systems been released toward by death.
(Laughs) both did.
It is, isn't it? Death confirmed.
Like we should all follow the same patterns of grief. But it's not like that.
Pain is subjective.
Suffering is subjective.
Why are you doing this? I ask death.
What? Death reply with question.
Sending people a trip to ellh ↩read backward," I told it.
Oh, is it the envy of life? I ask cautiously.
No, there's absolutely no impact of envy...it's just so I know people are serious.
Okay, so what is it? I ask again.
Short answer, I believe human being should be in control of their life and their death. That's liberty. And dying isn't a crime."
I stand puzzle but not too soon I counter; No, but helping people die make you a criminal."
Do you think so? Death look close at me, waiting for my answer.
I mean, yeah.
Is there a long answer?
© Enok Mayeny,
книга «My Conversation».
Why we Struggle so much to Let Go of certain People
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