When I was younger I used to be scared of the end. But now that I am much older it holds no fear for me. It doesn’t hurt that I don’t have to actively particular in the end. It is rushing towards me like a train so all I need do is wait for it. While I am no longer afraid, it does make me look at things with a different perspective. Is this the last book I will read? Last TV show? Last walk?
I have lived a life and done some things, I leave behind very few who will mourn me, no wife, no child and my family has preceded me.
I suppose that is why I am writing here. To try to be remembered by someone for as long as something as impermanent as a website can be.
My last wish would be that it comes quickly while I sleep so that I don’t linger in some sort of half life waiting for someone to take pity and pull the plug. For I have no one to do that for me.
Thank you for taking the time to read this and I would be grateful if every now and again you could spare a thought for me so that I am remembered by someone.
One thought on “Down to sleep”
I heard you. I see you.
I will remember.