Often before sleep or after waking, I have thoughts of death with an overall feeling of dread coming over me, despair. Today, after a snooze, I found myself thinking, "I'm 50. I only have 30 years left. I have spent more of my time than I have left." Then, I get up, push the thoughts from my mind, and get on with my day.
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