There's a funeral held at my house's void deck. I guess the elderly lady had a proper sent off because loud music and such. Whenever I see a funeral, or a death, I feels ambiguous. Some people passed on prematurely, earlier than they should, some ripe to an old age. However, no one can deny the fact that from the very first moment we breathe, death awaits us. No one escapes death. We thought, oh, what a shame, died so young. But does it really mean we can only live life to the fullest if we ripe to an old age? Maybe this saying is true 'live like there is no tomorrow.' None of us is too young to die, death sends no warning.
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Hi, thank you for visiting this humble space of mine. I don't blog as often as I used to because I no longer find any value in blogging daily affairs, although reminiscing the past is important because it's the past that made who I am today. But I will make use of other platforms. I would pop by here if I find any thought-provoking matters or current affairs that are worthy for me to pen my thoughts.