easysurfer
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There's great lines in a song by Jackson Browne's song "For a Dancer" which goes "I don't know what happens when people die /Can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try".
My last birthday, I reached a milestone decade. During my last physical I half jokingly said told my doctor that this decade is going to be brutal (as for my health decline). He just ignored me .
I find myself thinking more lately, my days are numbered. I'd be shocked if 20 years from now I'd still be around. 20 years can fly by quickly.
Which leads to topic of the thread. How do you come to grips to with your own mortality. My approach is to try not to dwell and cherish every day. Yet at the same time I have that sinking feeling of like the song can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try.
My last birthday, I reached a milestone decade. During my last physical I half jokingly said told my doctor that this decade is going to be brutal (as for my health decline). He just ignored me .
I find myself thinking more lately, my days are numbered. I'd be shocked if 20 years from now I'd still be around. 20 years can fly by quickly.
Which leads to topic of the thread. How do you come to grips to with your own mortality. My approach is to try not to dwell and cherish every day. Yet at the same time I have that sinking feeling of like the song can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try.