There should never be enough time for you to stop and wonder, "what if". Just be. And do. Life is too short.
And if I wasn't hacking up a lung, I'd be out 'doing' and 'being'.
Being sick makes me extra loathsome of the human race. I've noticed this. And while some of it is admittedly irrational, trust me, I have my reasons.
Fuck you, San Diego.