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RE: Something that doesn't break me open
What gives me comfort is knowing that there is no after-life. Death is rather final. No sight, no sound, no taste, no smell, no thought being processed by the brain. I have lost far to many friends and relatives to know that I have to keep going on, regardless.
Nothing is permanent. Make your time count.
Sometimes there is nothing to count but the hours and minutes that pass too slow to mean anything more than time passing