Sullen Life

There is a fascinating part of life that seems to be often forgotten. Unless people have experienced some abnormal or severely dysfunctional situations in life, it seems to me that their drive to contemplate the more profound and less pleasing parts of living is low. As my mentor said, we are alone, and then we die. I am not upset by this. It’s fascinating that people will shelve this notion and enter into a world of distraction for forty or fifty years, only arriving at the end, having felt as though they squandered their time. There seems to be a particular richness present in the parts of life that examine our mortality.