Death is brutal. Everything you’ve ever lived, stood, and cried for is torn away from you. Where’s the justice in that? Oh sure, yin and yang. A wise man once said… “death fucking sucks!”
It took being in a relationship with someone very suicidal, in order for me to appreciate life. The reason I’m telling you this, dear reader, is because I have quite the thirst for life, and the fear of death to boot! I want to live forever; I want to learn, see, and do everything, well, maybe not everything, but lots.
If only I were a blood-sucking vampire, … or not. Can I just be a Pepsi-drinking vampire instead?
One thing that always gets me, is trying to be there for a person who just lost someone close to them. What do you say to them? I never know! My dad tells me that’s normal and that “nobody knows what to say.” He’s probably right there.
Life is precious, but life is also full of fecal matter!