Getting ready again

Getting ready for another trip. Here it is Thursda night and time to roll again. How appropriate that Ronnie is singing Prisomer of the Highway, drivin on by my restless soul, imprisoned by the feeling of the road. I truly am. I find I am not the same when I am "released from that prison". The road is who and what I am. AIDS keeps trying to take it from me. I seem to keep winning . The battles get harder each time and I am getting tired of it. I feel like I wish one of us would finally just WIN!! I hope it is me of course but damn this gets harder every day. Th constant pain,drugs for taking a shit, to eat to keep my blood pressure UP. The shots and the constant looking in the mirror knowing one day the reaper ,looking back wil not say "not today". The road reminda me I am truly free, that I am alive and that God does exist. All you have to do is look at creation and know, HE is alive and well. I find peace in that the world goes on. I have neices and nephews to carry on the name, and remember that I walked this earth at one point. I hope they rememer me when I have to pass to whatever waits on the other side for me. And there is the otherside, of this I know. Live your life as though today was the last in it. Plan for tomorrow, but live live live. Things can happin so quick it is scary. Trust me on that. AIDS teaches you this first hand.