Obsession with Mortality.
Ever since childhood, if it made you cry - a novel, film, song, or anything of the sort - I was obsessed. Preoccupied with mortality since a young age, I could probably name the top three causes of death since I was seven (1st-heart disease, 2nd- stroke, 3rd-respiratory disease) which is probably why I've never been afraid to fly and hardly look both ways when crossing. And while I don't live every day as if it's my last (does anyone?) there have always been multiple times in the same week (for decades) where I feel grateful to be alive while simultaneously (strangely) fearful. Enjoy!
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