#43 - Death is Among Us

I’m starting to come to terms with it. It is something that is lingering over all of us. It is something that stirs up all of our belief systems. It is something we are all afraid to fucking acknowledge. We are going to fucking die and no one knows why the fuck we are here.

There’s so much god damn bullshit that exists and if we just thought, damn we are going to die, maybe we’d learn to appreciate a little bit more.

I’m in this weird form of thought where I feel like a fucking failure, constantly looking at my past, and sometimes feeling I have nothing to look forward to.

Is that depression? Feeling like what the fuck is all of this shit for? Who cares? Who cares if I workout? Who cares if I become a millionaire? Who gives a fuck? I sure don’t… or do I?

There are definitely some things that depress the hell out of me, but fuck it.

Do we do things we enjoy? And try and make some money? Is that the answer to life? Just work and die… I guess so.