When writing is the only thing that brings me back to myself

I have this eerie connection to my death. That is a very creepy thing to write, and so I have no doubt it is strange to read.

When I say I am afraid of death and of dying, it is not something to be taken lightly. Maybe you’re not understanding how deep this fear really runs, so let me reword it: I am obsessed with the horrific thought of death and dying. Some days are worse than others, but I’m not exaggerating when I say that I think of it constantly. At a minimum, I think about it once every hour. So when I say that I have an eerie connection to my death, I say that because I picture it. I feel it. I feel a world without me in it.

That is awfully morbid, but once you know that about me, you can understand, too, how beautifully I live. I truly view everything as a last-moment kind of thing. And that is not a sad way to live.  I see, hear and feel beauty. Every moment of my life is driven with intention and love. I fear this is a habit of the elderly and not something present in twenty-somethings. And I ask you – why not?

I am here today, not to spread my fear of death and dying. It is not something I wish on anybody. It is a paralysingly dark fear. However, I am here to share how important it is to create. If there is one thing that puts me at ease, it is writing. I know it is the one thing that will live on when I am no longer. And that makes me so, so happy.

I want to inspire many people to think only of the love they have for their greatest dreams, and to reach out to them without a second of hesitation. There is no time to lose. We must dream, create and live every second of our lives. Amateur or professional – I just want to see everyone in action. And we must do this while connecting with one another. We are alive in a beautiful age and connection is so easy. Let us make this happen. Now. Today. This moment.

Now, go! I can’t wait to see what it is you do in this world.

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