YSST: Life, Moods, Mortality...

When I was a kid, the thought of death, even at 100 years, was horrifying. Immortality was the way to go.

Curiously, scarily, I've felt so world-weary in recent years that I've begun to see how immortality would be a huge curse. Age doesn't feel as upsetting (I'm less young, less pretty!) but like an accomplishment- good for me, I got this far.

I don't crave death, but I don't entirely fear it either. This makes me sad and scared of my own mind.

(Today's post is the epitome of things you shouldn't say.)