It’s something I think about almost every day… I’m in my mid twenties but a long life is never a guarantee, and I’m always wondering when my time will come or how. It’s dumb but the way I see it, the earth was here before I was born and it will continue long after I’m gone. My brief existence will be remembered by some, but within 100 years, only a few people would have known I existed… 🥺
Sorry for the depressing post, I had a sad and weird dream this morning and I can’t stop thinking about it ☹️
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I think about death but it doesn’t make me sad. There’s no reason why anyone would know who I am after the people I love have passed on.
Because that’s the point; your life is significant to those you love and those you live along side. If you achieve that and you’re happy, that’s the reason for existing. Once I’m gone, and they are gone too, everything is complete.
