death
it's a strange subject that i think about often. i am not depressed or anything but i do wonder what happens when we die and after we die. if we are reincarnated or not, if there's anything at all. we don't really know that we are asleep until we wake up. i kind of think that maybe death is like sleeping. unlike death, we wake up. we don't really wake up when we die so it's weird. reality doesn't exist anymore. it's peculiar.
so, when someone i've been following on twitter since two years ago passed today from als, it really made me feel some emotions.
he was a very positive person. he never felt down about knowing that he could pass any day. it's kind of inspiring. live life like everyday will be your last.
edit: it kind of hit me, just now. he's gone and it sucks. he loved his life.
his memory will live on. i hope. rest in peace dogbomb.