You can be dead when you're dead
I've been feeling a bit down lately. Not the depressed, sad kind of down. But the empty, listless kind. Sometimes it all feels so meaningless and futile, you know?
I had been reflecting upon this extended "mood" of mine during breakfast and when I walked up the stairs afterwards this thought came to me: "You can be dead when you're dead."
It's so simple and corny but it's true. Life is for living. Being this hollow and empty inside for the rest of my life would be a waste.
So I'll choose to embrace whatever today may bring.