Almost everyone, at every age is scared of dying.
When someone that we know dies, it comes unexpectedly.
My mom's aunt passed away three days ago, and we just found out.
I barely knew her, and I feel melancholy.
Like I said before, death comes unexpectedly.
And, when someone dies, you value your life more than before.
You live every moment to the fullest.
You question God, and the meaning of life.
At least, that is what I do when someone dies.
Been here lately?
I wrote this today.