âi canât comprehend that one day i will cease to be. to never exist again for eternity? how do you live life so ignorant to a fact so terrifying? how is anything enjoyable?â
he turns to me. âitâs like sleeping. do you know when you fall asleep or what happens in between? the conversations you missed that happened down the hall? that song on the radio that wasnât loud enough to wake you?â
he pauses then before he continues. âitâs just like that. you simply donât know. so do all the knowing now. that way, when the day comes, youâll be content in sleeping just a little while longer.â











