I’ve been thinking.
We all die, it’s inevitable.
Many people fear death, look upon it as an ending and hence find it threatening, haunting in fact.
I myself, find it comforting.

It’s the only thing that we can be sure of; yes, the sun rises and sets every day, yes, the seasons change and months go by, but when you’re at those times when you just feel so unispired, so demoralised and low, you have that one promise of eventual death; however bad things may be, they won’t last forever.

This isn’t a post about suicide, I’m simply saying how for me, death isn’t something I’ll ever fear; if anything, I shall welcome it.