I think of death more often than I should. But what is the right number of times that a person should think of this morbid topic?
1?
10?
100 perhaps.
I can positively say I’ve thought of it more than that.
There is my current life and then there is a part of me that thinks of how I would like to die. What if I were to die today?
Would I want one last cookie? Maybe a kiss?
Would I have all I’ve ever needed when my time finally comes?
So, so thoughts follow- ridiculing death in their own capacities much like people.
We rebel, we run and we hide from our fears. Chances are that 60% of the fears that you dream of will face you at some point in your life.
There are :
-Bucket lists enthusiasts
-Hopeless Romantics
-Wear-your-heart-on-your-sleeve people in this world.
And then there are people like me who like romanticising death and romanticising heartbreak.
What is not to say that you don’t die a little every time you get your heart split not in two but in ten?