I feel like every passing day I don’t DO much besides go to work, play video games with my friends, and spend time with my dog. But in everything I do I’m always painfully … aware, of how short life really is. I try to plan trips with my fiancé as much as possible, but it’s hard for her to get off of work. I feel uncomfortable bringing up that I feel the way I feel, in every waking moment aware it’s the last time I’ll ever live that day, and that I’m just getting older.
Has anyone experienced this?
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