I hope the bird flu doesn't come here. If I got it, I might die. Healthy people get sick, and peopel with compromised immune systems die. I'm not ready to die. I don't know if anyone is every ready, but I am definitely the antithesis of ready. I've been thinking about it all day, about if I got it. I wonder if I could will myself to live. Can you refuse to die. For some reason I have this idea that you can only die of sickness if you get tired of hanging on and let go. But that's not true. It can't be. You don't consiously breathe, so you can't stop yourself from not breathing either.
I knew chickens were disqusting. I'm not going to eat chicken anymore. What if the virus can be injested in chicken meat. Maybe I should just live in a bubble, or maybe move to some obscure island where nothing can get to me.
