Still not over the fact that my brain is dying. I know that I, as an organism, am perpetually dying. Quantifying it though with specifics like at a rate of 50,000 brain cells a day makes it a lot more terrifying.

And who's idea was it to make brain cells a one time deal? Like if I cut my finger, those cells grow back. No big deal, don't even have to worry about it. I lose a couple hundred thousand brain cells every week, and it's like that Incubus song "Goodbye, Nice to Know You." Only soon I won't know who "you" are anymore, because my head will be full of worthless, deceased brain cells.