There is a universality in death. Eventually, all things (including me) die. While maybe that’s not the happiest thought to begin my morning, it’s true. I’m no different than anyone else in that regard. Death is something I’ll face one day. I actually find a strange comfort in that. One day I WILL “turn to dust again.” Knowing this means I don’t have to…
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