Closing chapters - opening new ones - life 2.0

I was going to write something here for one week, but kept procrastinating. Someone suggested me a book against procrastination. I ordered it the same week and have been procrastinating reading it for months now. Life is so easy these days. No obstacles. I am a bit passive again, I should start the new life that I have been given. I am supposed to live without suffering. I think I am simply speechles about all the options in front of me.

Another thing that I kept procrastinating was leaving things behind. After all these peaceful weeks I still not trust the new regime of my body, like I was unwilling to accept that I might be cured. I was always hoping for things to get even a bit better, but eventually I think I met the level, where I do not seek more. I was given a new life - no, actually given back the life that has been stolen from me years ago.

My modesty about my own life diminishes, my ambition to move further grows. I take it as one more clear hint on my splendid health. Funny to see how the personal needs shift with the health. Possibly I would not have bought that camera, if I hadn't felt so shit last month. But I am not complaining. What's wrong with going through a crisis if as a little compensation you treat yourself and end up with the coolest toy ever?
What is health anyway? For me it is a state that would vaporise within less than 24 hours if I cease taking my pills. Be it! I need to put up a new to-do-list for this year. It will probably be the same I put up a year ago - until that "bitch" came in between. But I'll ad some friends I wish to talk and visit again after a while.