Enjoy it While We Can!

It's really hard to get here. If you calculated the odds, it seems like a pretty healthy long-shot that you are even here, walking, talking, doing the things you do. What are the chances that that particular egg met up with that particular sperm? I mean there are billions and billions of us, so it's obvious this happens all the time, but just how did we get to you?

So, when one of us purposely X's themselves out, it sort of makes you pause, take stock.  And words do fail. And words like depression don't really make it explainable or understandable.  You can't walk in another person's shoes. And you can't feel anyone else's pain. We all feel pain and know what it is, but it's only ours, and it's not something you can trade or translate.

Morrissey famously said (hopefully being sincere, and not flip) upon hearing of Kurt Cobain's suicide: "I respect his decision."  What does it take to take yourself out? What kind of logic? What kind of state of mind must one be in to go through the practical steps that get you to take your own life?

Death is coming. It has it's own timetable.  No need to speed it along.  Why not live? There are lots of reasons to live. You see others with money and fame and the love and admiration of lots of other people, and you think that might be enough. It should be more than enough.  But we all get to decide this for ourselves.

And maybe death is not the end. We don't really know. But there is something amazing and cool about life and consciousness. And from this perspective it looks like it doesn't last forever. So I think we should try to enjoy it while we can, if we can.