July 25th, 2014
Unlike a sickly, dying man, I’ll be healthy and rational right up to the end. I have therefore decided to go out with a bang instead of a whimper.
Global won’t be seeing much of Cornelius Crane in the little time remaining to him.
I’m gonna make the best of it; I intend to party my arse off!
Of course, I’ll be doing it in as reserved and as careful a fashion as possible.
It would be inconsiderate and selfish of me to leave behind a damaged or diseased shell for my six-year-old mind to possess.
I would like him to at least enjoy the few fleeting years still remaining to it.
Although it will be a very small compensation for having most of his life traumatically and rudely ripped away, at least he will have the opportunity of taking that wonderful journey into the future where I have never been or will ever go.