In reality life is only lived by those who know they are dying. Sure we all pretend to know a thing or two about what we think we are doing but we are still counting on life to be there tomorrow. I am always in fear of dying, how can you not Be afraid to leave open feelings out there? I am afraid of the not thinking feeling talking….social aspect of death right now my heart races at the very thought of it. Is it selfish that I do worry more about the world without me than I am of a “forgiven” never said? I can’t imagine no longer thinking can you?