I came to the realization many years ago that I wanted to die. I also came to the realization that if I did die, I would con tribute to the sorrow of people I like who like me. So it would be best to just disappear and then die. Disappearing is the tricky part. If you disappear the people you like, who like you, worry and that causes stress. So I resolved that the only way to die with the least impact was to wait for everyone else to die first. The trouble is now that I keep on meeting people younger than me that I care about who will one day care about me and be saddened if I die. I guess I need to just be acquaintances to them, my nephews and cousins and keep others at arm length. There is no happiness in my existence.
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