You know what I hear everywhere? What you have to ignore? It’s this idea that something is good because it ends, like we need death to appreciate our lives; which are short and urgent and it’s that urgency that gives them meaning. But I don’t know why that would be, because you don’t die until you do and you can die any time, so does a person who only just makes it past twenty have something more precious than a ninety year old? Is it the actual length of the life or does that not matter because no one’s life is long, relatively. What’s ninety years, gone in a half a heartbeat, trust me. Maybe what they’re really trying to tell you isn’t that the actual end matters, only knowing the actual end is coming does, accepting your fate, embracing your mortality. Because if you do those things then you’ll be better, surely, you’ll live better. You can make a check list and work to a deadline, except some people can’t do that, they can’t work that way, they’ll only panic and hide and cry and waste time.
So I want you to ignore that. I want you to know that despite it’s lack of impending doom your life is important. And if it doesn’t matter then nothing does.