I was listening to a song by the Red Clay Strays (solid band at the crux of rock/country/blues with a lead singer akin to Elvis)… and he was singing about how he doesn’t care if he dies.
I started thinking about it, and realized that I would be completely at peace with it. That’s a recent development for me. I’m in my mid-40s.
I’m certainly not saying that I want to die, but I’m no longer terrified of it, and wouldn’t feel like I’m being robbed of a good/full life.
I started thinking about it, and realized that I would be completely at peace with it. That’s a recent development for me. I’m in my mid-40s.
I’m certainly not saying that I want to die, but I’m no longer terrified of it, and wouldn’t feel like I’m being robbed of a good/full life.