And then suddenly your time is almost done. They say you only start to live when your one breathe away from dying. People often forget that every day we are given a chance to live, to try new things, to forgive the people who once hurt us, to live a life that we wanted and not worry about other people think. What 's the real meaning of living? What is life? Here I am on a random monday thinking all about these thoughts. Do we just wait until our last day here on earth? What's life after death? Do we finally meet God? If so, Will he hug us? Will he tell us that he'll take away all our suffering? Or do we meet the devil? Will he burn our souls for eternity? Or after death do we become nothing?












