Pondering Mortality

[vagabondage]

It's what I've been doing a lot of lately, pondering mortality. It's funky. I have no idea how long I have to live, I just know that it is considerably shorter than it was before I got cancer. A year? Two? More? Who knows. Sometimes this makes me sad, sometimes it just confuses me. I've never expected to live a long life because of the many bad,

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[ride_4ever]

Yeah, being in a human body is so interesting and so uncertain. None of us know exactly how long we get to live, and I often remind myself (because, yeah, I am very prone to pondering mortality) of what Jim Morrison said: "No one gets out of here alive". After I survived being a pedestrian who was hit by a car, it occurred to me that at any moment we could suddenly reach the point of our lives being considerably shorter (like, if I had died from that car hitting me, it would classify as having made my life shorter than it would have been if I hadn't been a carstruck fatality).

Hope this doesn't come off sounding glib -- it's all personal firsthand experience and thought.

[vagabondage]

Nope, doesn't sounds glib at all, and it's stuff that you and I have talked about before.

*hugs*