Lain
NEET
- Jul 19, 2021
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I'm relaxing on the 27th floor of a hotel in NYC, looking at all these massive buildings that tower over it and the little ants at the ground level makes me conscious of my own mortality, not as if I don't think about it nearly daily, maybe this'll be the day. I only have so many days, I'm not suicidal so I'm not rushing for it to end and I'm not optimistic enough that cryopreservation or some anti aging technology will solve the issue of death. We've only got these brief moments before it's over, it seems as if life is speeding up for me rather than slowing down as I get older. I get the feeling sometimes as if my life is already over and I'm replaying a memory, it just seems too short.
When you think of your own mortality, how does it make you feel?
When you think of your own mortality, how does it make you feel?