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I can relate to how you feel. For me it seems like I am still too much in the spur of life to care about it - just too far away, it seems. It's the easier answer, I know. I don’t want to live like I’ve already lived / but I do want to get busy living Edit: You know what, I do have something to say about it. I had to translate some Latin, the letters about Pompeii. One sentence always stuck with me. The people in the city were aware that they were probably going to die (as hell broke open over them), but didn't know when it would happen. After a while, some of the people were screaming for Death to come, just so their fears would come to an end. I don't think about death too much: it'll only hurt me if I do occupy my mind with it.