I’ve delayed writing this peace for the past three weeks.
But now is the time.
You see, three weeks ago… I buried my childhood friend. He was moar than that. He was like a little brother to me…
And he was only 22.
A life taken from us before it even fully bloomed.
Now, this isn’t going to be a rememberance post. I’m absolute shit at that.
Instead I want to give you a vital piece of advice.
So listen up.
I’m still in disbelief about it even up to now. But his passing forced me to assess my own mortality.
In truth, I consider this epiphany to be the final gift he left me. And now, I pass it on to you.
I’d like you to pause for a moment and think about this.
You’re not going to live forever. Do you really think you’re going to keep coming home to watch reruns of Game of Thrones on TV everyday for the rest of eternity?
No one is going to live forever.
Yet we live our lives as if we are. Putting aside that epic project we want to start for later. Until the the next thing you know you’re in your death bed never having done anything.
Heck, the end might come even sooner than that.
We don’t know what lies next waiting for us.
And so, with that in mind…
Stop acting like you’re not going to die.
Take action now while you still have the time. You have only one shot to create the life you want to live. Do what you can right now to move closer to your goals.
Not because I asked you to.
But because there might not be a “next time” to do it.
TL;DR – Get off your fucking ass and get shit done.
I don’t want to drag this out. I’m on the verge of tears as I write this and I don’t want to sob like a little bitch on my keyboard… my friend wouldn’t forgive me if I did…
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Till the next wave of madness.
And as for me… I’m going to take a sip in memory of my old friend.
This one’s to you, Terry.
Risopare in pace… old friend. And brother.