#12mn

my other half told me that he always catch me wailing in my sleep, that explains every chest pain in the morning~

That 12-2am conversation with you is my favorite time of day.

I am not afraid of dying. I understand that our bodies get old and weak, and our souls get tired and eventually need to rest. That is a fact of life, and accept it. I'm mostly afraid of not living my life to the fullest, not exploring every possibilities presented to me. I stay up at night thinking, worrying that i wont have enough time to achieve my goals in life. I want to experience everything, the good and the bad. I want to make mistakes, learn, grow, and be wise. I want to go and explore the world, have a family, and just be satisfied with how I lived and hopefully one day say that I'm ready, I have lived, and I'm tired now let me rest. I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of not living.