If you could know the exact day you'd die, but not how, would you want to know?
I've been thinking about this all morning. There's a part of me that thinks it would bring clarity, force a certain kind of living. But then the other part screams, "No way!" The uncertainty, for all its anxiety, also feels like freedom.
I've been thinking about this all morning. There's a part of me that thinks it would bring clarity, force a certain kind of living. But then the other part screams, "No way!" The uncertainty, for all its anxiety, also feels like freedom.
If you could know the exact day you'd die, but not how, would you want to know?
I've been thinking about this all morning. There's a part of me that thinks it would bring clarity, force a certain kind of living. But then the other part screams, "No way!" The uncertainty, for all its anxiety, also feels like freedom.