Thursday August 4th.
That's when I got it.
On the toilet of all places!
There's been just too much of it in my recent life.
Death scared me.
Not just my own, but the deaths of loved ones, people I care for.
The deaths of people I have never met.
I've struggled with it, who hasn't?
And then, an acceptance.
An epiphany, on the toilet.
Now, I feel like a chronic arachnophobic who suddenly feels quite at ease watching the TV while gently stroking a mammoth Tarantula.
Is it age? Probably.
Or experience? Maybe..
Wisdom? A combination of life & experience.
Whatever caused it, I am a more peaceful man today.
A man full of life.
March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life's path.