Not a day goes by when I don’t wonder: Where are you now?
I’m not always sure I want to know the answer.
Maybe I’ll be searching until the end. Unlike everything else this will never wrap itself up and pack itself away in a neat corner of history. It’s a surreal thought that death is a part of life. That even for someone who hasn’t stood nose to nose with it, every second of living is a second closer to death.
Make it worth it.