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"So this is it. We're going to die."
May. 9th, 2008 07:47 pmAt one point in the last several days, I found myself in a situation where I said to myself:
After the previous time this happened to me (a few months ago), I wrote the following farewell to a friend:
Another thing that I have observed about myself in these moments, is the entire rest of my brain/mind very rapidly formulating survival plans, to immediately get out of the situation. It's almost like an automatic reflex.
If you've ever found yourself in one of these situations where you've thought to yourself that you were going to die. What were the last thoughts which ran through your head?
Oh shit! So this is it, this is how I die&hellip […] (Oh, I'm still alive.)In hindsight I wasn't really in any danger. Whenever I have one of these experiences, it really reminds me of just how much I really love being alive despite all the pain. That, and I really feel like I'm not
doneyet. There's something I'm supposed to be doing on this Earth — I don't know what it is, so I could be doing it right now for all I know.
After the previous time this happened to me (a few months ago), I wrote the following farewell to a friend:
This is Julia. I want you to know that life is a gift, and you should cherish every beautiful moment of it. Be Well.
Another thing that I have observed about myself in these moments, is the entire rest of my brain/mind very rapidly formulating survival plans, to immediately get out of the situation. It's almost like an automatic reflex.
If you've ever found yourself in one of these situations where you've thought to yourself that you were going to die. What were the last thoughts which ran through your head?
