A person I used to travel with passed away today. My feed was awash with messages conveying sadness and dismay at the news, and photos were posted as a tribute. I was never one to post anything, so I usually just read what people have to say.
I don’t know if this attitude has made me insensitive or just too realistic. Too aware that no matter what you do in this Earth, no matter how healthy you live your life, how far you’ve traveled, how little you’ve done, the end result is still the same: death.
I sometimes wonder about this nonchalant attitude: is it because I have accepted that death is inevitable or I have gone completely apathetic.