A thought I had while sad, certainly I value life and else a lot more than this would look like, but I know there are more and more people out there, humanity needs each other now more than ever.

birth

I certainly didn't ask to be born. I probably wasn't completely planned either. The likelihood of me happening fell down to two people in the same city, date enough to procreate, work enough for me not to starve to death in my お母ちゃん's womb.

They open her and there I am.

Doc takes me out and cuts my string.
"The leech is out!" he/she must have thought.

Still feel a leech.

Besides being thankful, I can't really think of anything else positive about this matter, so when I don't feel very useful, this comes to mind really quick.