On Mortality
I will not live forever. My time here is not guaranteed. I forget this truth until something reminds me—an accident, an illness, or the simple ticking of the clock. Every day gone is gone for good.
This thought doesn’t paralyze me. It wakes me up. It makes the ordinary urgent. It tells me not to waste hours on anger, distraction, or fear. It tells me to say what I need to say, to do what I can while I can, to live today fully.
Death is not a distant threat—it is a companion walking beside me, whispering: don’t delay, don’t waste, don’t wait. One day, the last page will turn. And when it does, I want to know I lived well.
“You could leave life right now. Let that determine what you do and say and think.” – Marcus Aurelius