Life, death and everything else.

Sometimes things happen in life to remind you just how fragile we all are. They pull you out of the stupor we all live in day-by-day and force you to face the reality that your life will end and that it could end in the blink of an eye. These things happen to me. They have. They continue to and they have left me forever changed. Sometimes I wish that I could be as innocent (and ignorant) as I used to be. I'm not. Not any more. I tend to see life differently than most people I know and meet. I know that one day (perhaps very soon) my time will be up, the game over and I'll be pulled off the field with things left undone, words unsaid and dreams unfulfilled. I know that this will happen and it will happen just this way. I also know that this is okay. It's the way things are. We all will leave lives interrupted. I've seen it. Been in the middle of it and had my life turned topsy-turvy by the reality of it.

Life is what it is. Do your best and let it all go 'cause it really doesn't matter so much in the end of things.

What makes me think of these things, at this particular moment? I'd rather not say. Go out. Live your life. Have some fun. Be happy and do your best. What else can anyone do?