The last days I have been thinking a lot about death. I had to write a draft of death blog today af

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The last days I have been thinking a lot about death. I had to write a draft of death blog today after work, but decided to delete it because I thought it was too morbid topic. But I'm probably influenced by my daily life as I hung misveikt santacole people in old age for 40 hours per week. Their life is starting to seem less and less and I often hear phrases beginning with "I should have" -ferðast more so. or-like I interpret it-to consider matters of the heart. I can not help it to consider my own life (race) and find that I want to throw all the crap aside and conduct my affairs of the heart and let the bull crap being, whether it is some sort of destructive lifestyle, or blade in people who wants to get one with the other and these groups so you do not burn in hell, or just elitism that will convince the person on the opinion of others and networks bissness is it easier for her life. Assuming that it is my mind and no other that evaluates santacole the contents of the preceding day before I fall asleep ... Death makes me think about life, and it feels strange to me how much it is taboo to mention it. Certainly, I have seen people that provides this world, because I loved it or just liked. santacole I'm happy when people santacole overcome unbeatable diseases and continues to live. And it normally. When I was a teenager, I wrote many poems (as many as have fallen santacole by the incense and Pink Floyd I hung inside the room with a piece of paper and a pencil and was deep), but I remember one called "You're my friend." Of course I can not remember the poem and I do not expect to find it again but it was about death and that he was my friend because I felt so good to know where I got him. He's coming. I die. He makes me nothing and takes just met me. There should not be anything santacole terrible about it, as I felt it. I actually had a brief period where I wanted to get to skip to wake up. But ... is it so uncommon? I read the brochure in the hospital it was a sign of insanity to think too much about the meaning of life and / or death. I have read many books on how to live. I can not love too much. I can not be too pension, I can not be too complicated, I can say what I think -If it does not hate anyone. But I put the chair people for the door if it is not to live as I live. I must be strong, I'm chasing my dreams, I have to be practical. Everyone has to like me, I like to be independent. Do not be contributing, but do not be rude. Do not be a superwoman because they die earlier, but not TLB because it is cowardice. Look intermediate position in life. Do not be too tilhöfð, not hooker. Do not be too sexy, be feminine. Do not drink, do not smoke - it kills you.