[I can hear you now. “Wow, THAT’S depressing. I don’t like to think about dying.”]
Yeah, me neither. But it happens, and it happens to EVERYTHING.
TV shows. My Space. The last job you had, for you right now, is dead. Our relationships. People we love. Friendships. Lovers. Homes, families. Marriages. Careers. Fame, celebrity status, talents, skills, physical abilities. Mental capacity. All things have their seasons, and for any single thing under the sun there is a time for it to live, and a time for it to die.
[“Yeah, I’m officially depressed. Thanks a lot.”]
ME TOO. Sorry. But keep reading. It gets better.