Tomorrow It Will Have Been 16 Years
On May 17, 1995 I was told I was HIV+. It was mentioned by my doctor that others with similar “numbers” could expect to survive about 90 weeks. I am still alive. I feel good. I still have dreams. Back then, it didn’t make sense to have such aspirations. Now, it does. Treatments are getting better. They aren’t perfect, there is no cure or vaccine, but maybe someday. For now, dream big. Be happy. Do what you love. Don’t let anyone bully you. Be honest with yourself. Be honest with others. Remember that the sky is always perfect. Take pictures of odd things and post them on websites. Love someone unexpectedly. If they don’t love you back, love them anyway. Why? Because you can. If someone tells you that you can’t, tell them that I said that they are wrong. This comes from a guy who was supposed to die 14 years ago.
I love you.
