I dislike the idea of not knowing when I will die. I'd prefer to be in charge of that myself. In that respect I envy the animals who share our lives; they have no concept - as far as we know - on the fact of one day not waking up from their endless naps. It must be wonderful to be so ignorant.
Brilliant post - glad you came back from the dead to write it 😉 I so resonated with “I spend a fair amount of time dreading the unknown. I spend even more time dreading the predictable known.” I spend my life vacillating between dreading the unknown and the boring known. Yes it’s not the dying most of us fear it’s the rusting…
Glad you are still here to write about that! I feel you on the rusted parts. I am like the tin man.
I dislike the idea of not knowing when I will die. I'd prefer to be in charge of that myself. In that respect I envy the animals who share our lives; they have no concept - as far as we know - on the fact of one day not waking up from their endless naps. It must be wonderful to be so ignorant.
Brilliant post - glad you came back from the dead to write it 😉 I so resonated with “I spend a fair amount of time dreading the unknown. I spend even more time dreading the predictable known.” I spend my life vacillating between dreading the unknown and the boring known. Yes it’s not the dying most of us fear it’s the rusting…