Passage
2003 01 03
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I rarely think about death, but sometimes a twinge of my mortality arises, and I realise my age, how much time has passed, and how little time may be left. I consider what I've not done that I could have, and how much is yet missing. We search for the meaning and purpose of this fleeting life. I think the only real purpose to life is to live it, to make as much of the time we are given. Time shouldn't be wasted. There's no infinite amount. Learn like you'll live forever. Live like it's your last day on earth.