You are going to die.

Do you ever stop & think about your imminent and inevitable death? About the weight of the word 'eternity', and how our life is merely the smallest blip on the most gigantic radar? About how one day we will all be nothing but a pile of bones & dust & distant memories?

I do. It's macabre, and probably very emotionally unhealthy, but I do. 

Some people I know are so cool about dying. They're all "yeah it sucks but hey, that's the circle of life" rah dee rah. 

Yeah, no worries, just plunging into a black pit of never ending nothingness- but hey, that's life right?

I'm slightly more concerned about the issue to be fair. It's not like I sit down and dwell on the matter regularly, but when I see all of the complete chaos & destruction & death shoved down our throats via the unavoidable media, I often think, shit- we'll be dead someday too. And then what? 

Unlike the smug religious folk who firmly believe they have already sorted out their accommodation on the other side, I'm fairly convinced we'll just be dead. And that'll be that. Of course, if I happen to die and then *poof* (is that how it would happen, *poof?*) I'm wrapped in a white mink gown, floating towards some fluffy lands with a giant man (sexist) and his huge hands welcoming me at the door, I would be pretty chuffed. Alas, if the stories really are true, I fear I wouldn't get the ticket to the big old pearly gates anyway. 

Or, if reincarnation exists, and my soul is transplanted into a bad ass gorilla king of the jungle, or a lanternfish whizzing around hundreds of meters below the surface, that'd be pretty f'n rad. I could deal with that.

But this whole nothing business, forever & ever? Not kosher. 

So somebody either make that magic potion for immortality quick smart (I know

I know, overpopulation would kill us anyway, don't kill my buzz on this though ok?), or if a scientist could guarantee me a spot in some sort of after life, then I can forget about the topic and move on. 

So, if you're a genius, or a witch, get busy please.

Meanwhile, I reaaaally should stop procrastinating on these two days that B is in daycare. All this free time is so friggen luxurious, and yet all I do is read & write rather than do anything of any use. 

Meh, back to my book.

Happy Thursday folks, cheers to still being alive (for now...dun dun dunnnnn). Sorry if I have now made you think about how you will all die one day by the way, it's just the circle of life though right? Totally cool.

It's fine.

I'm fine.

Bye

Gem

Thought of the day "I need an avocado tree before we go broke"