The Search For Enlightenment

I spent most of last night walking around the Quay, watching TV and hoping that the pain in my chest wasn’t the onset of a heart attack.

It may sound strange, but having looked through the symptoms on NHS Direct, and deciding that it probably wasn’t a coronary episode, I simply chanted for the pain to go away.

I did get a few short naps, but by 6:30 it was too painful to lie down and I continued my perambulations.

I left my partner sleeping, she couldn’t help in any case and I had become strangely calm about the whole thing, which I knew she wouldn’t understand.

Anyway, by the time the doctors opened at 8:30 the pain had subsided enough to allow me to sleep. Not the ideal way to spend one of my holidays, but it did teach me an interesting lesson.

I no longer have any fear of dying, I am sure that it is simply part of the Wheel of Life. I have no desire to hasten it’s onset, but I am ready when my time is done.