My dream...

I had a dream a few nights ago...And it's left me with a rather nasty taste in my mouth. I cannot stop worrying about my next operation, of which I should be having at some point next month. The dream, of which I am referring, involved me dying in the operation. I called all my friends the day before and explained that I was going to die, and they were all like, "Oh. ok then! Laters!!!" I just have a really funny feeling that I don't have very long to live. I know that it's a ridiculous thing to say and have spinning around in my brain...But it's not something I can do anything about!

On a more serious note, if I do survive the op, then I'm going to start making plans to move away from my home and explore the world! As my older brother once said to me, "The world's bigger than Nelson Lee!" Next year I turn 30. I have survived the dubious age of 27, when all the mega genius's seem to die. Genius's like Brian Jones from the Rolling Stones...Jimi Hendrix, Richey James Edwards from Manic Street Preachers...Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain and many more! Yes, I implied that I am a genius!!!! Thanks for reading!!!