I dream I am diagnosed with the disease.

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They catch it early but they know it’s terminal.

So I decide I’m going to go while I’m still strong.

End it early.

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Before I went to sleep I was reading Man’s Search for Meaning - a memoir from the holocaust - so in the dream my mechanism for euthanasia manifests as some kind of humane gas chamber with white brick walls and red rose vines growing all around it.