When we are young, we are aware of our own mortality in much the same way we are aware that the Earth is round. As we get older, our perspective changes to that of the astronauts who have stood on the Moon and looked down on our planet. We stand on the arid plains of a merciless existence and see the hollow-eyed death’s head hover above the horizon in all it’s undeniable finality.
Ah, here comes my morning coffee. Happy Monday to you, too, enjoy the long work week ahead.