Split It.

the truth was i didn’t feel like a dying man. i felt like a man who every now and then wanted to die, and there’s a difference. a man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. he wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they’ve all let him down. i can’t believe that dying people feel that way, unless dying is worse than i’d thought. (and why shouldn’t it be? every other fucking thing is worse than i thought, so why should dying be any different?)  - nick hornby