it's the little things
it’s the little things that make life worth living.
me and a work colleague were talking today. She asked me if i think about death and explained what she was currently thinking about. when she dies, what will remain of her? she worries she will be forgotten; nothing will remain.
i thought about death, but i think about it differently now. it used to be that i wanted to die, however before my 30th birthday, i changed my mind. for me, three main things make life worth living: the sounds my birds make, talking with my brother about all the cool things from childhood, my friend’s endless kindness.
i am a better person than i was a couple of years ago. i now have meaningful goals to work towards, and an amazing friend i cherish.