I've been thinking about death constantly lately, I'm only 23 but my mortality is at the forefront of my mind.
My stomach drops & my head hurts alot whenever I think.of it.
I can't work out the finality of death and the fact I'm never coming back. But back where? And where do we go? What is this thing called life we are living?
I also hate the lack of control we have over our 'time' and when it will come, how is it fair that some people die at a young age and. others at over 100?
It's actually making me ill & consistently in my head, I'm already thinking of just spending all my savings on a holiday or something amazing & telling a long lost love how i feel, despite how horrendous this idea is.
I hate that everyday I wake up thinking this could be my last day etc etc, you just dont know so what's the point in doing the same old everyday things?