21 words

Sekai will be, would be, 21 years old in 21 days (from yesterday, when it came to me to start this), and though I've stopped writing here for a while, I've still been writing, and I want to write here 21 times these 21 days for my sweet boy's 21st birthday.

"You keep going…"
"I figured, when people first started saying that, when people first started telling me that it was amazing that I was still going, I said then that I only had two choices: I could live, or I could die."
"I think there are a lot of choices in between."
"Eh? Explain, please."
"You could live or you could die, true. But you could live, for example, you could live, but choose to live in pity. You could just wallow in pity-"
"Ha! But I do wallow in pity. If people had any idea. I do, I do wallow in pity. And with his birthday coming up, I've been feeling it even more, oh, the sadness. Sometimes I do wallow in pity."
"Ok. You wallow in pity. I do, too. I did, too. That's what I'm saying, that's what people do, and that's ok. It's ok for you to wallow in pity. But you don't give up."
"I don't give up."
"You keep going."
"I keep going. Hmm."