Today Feels Like the Last Day of My Life

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Last night I got the distinct feeling that I was coming upon the last day of my life.

Not that I think I’m going to physically die or anything. Far from it. I just feel that I am going to make a major change from the person I am currently.

Sort of in the same way I feel like a completely different person from who I was in college. I can’t even identify with that version of me. I don’t remember what drove him. It’s all a dream.

Hell, even the jaded version of me that worked in an office everyday feels like a distant memory. It, for all intents and purposes, feels like a previous life.

These past few months have also felt like a life that began with unemployment and ends with the arrival of my girlfriend. I was like a child during the first few weeks of my unemployment. I wanted to do anything and everything. Once I exhausted my savings, the responsibilities of this world settled in and I was once again burdened by the expectations of society. I felt this way for much of my 20’s and early 30’s.

Today feels like my death is imminent.

I couldn’t be more excited.

For me, dying just signifies change. We’ve all died many times. The young man who had a chip on his shoulder and something to prove to the corporate world is dead. That guy taught me a lot.

Who says reincarnation isn’t real?

This post might be a little out there for some people, but just know that I cannot wait to see what new successes and failures I have in my new life  And when I do physically expire, don’t mourn for me. Because I’ll be just as excited to see what comes next.

Death is no more certain than the very next second after the present moment.

Peace out, party people.

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