“…your birthday exists in relation to another day, a day that is impossible to know: we pass silently, every year, over the anniversary of our death.” – Thomas Hardy
Drop the petty shit. Do things that matter. Because some day you’ll be dead. And you don’t want to have spent your life mired in meaningless mediocrity.
This isn’t a new message. But it is a true message. And this isn’t bad news. This should set you free. We all die, but not all of us truly live.
What you gonna do?
P.S. This is my 200th post. My first was almost two years ago. Many thanks for your kind attention.