I think like everyone sometimes I wonder what death really is. Sometimes I look forward to it and sometimes I’m afraid of it. Sometimes I think it would be good for me and sometimes I think it would be good for other people. Sometimes I wonder if I will accomplish the things I want to accomplish before I die. Sometimes I wonder what it truly means to live in the moment when death can occur at any moment. Sometimes I hope I live a really long time. Sometimes I hope I die without getting really sick again. Sometimes I think there has to be a higher power that puts us here and takes us out. Sometimes I think death comes at the right time. Sometimes I hate the fact that there is such a thing as death at all. Sometimes I think I could live forever. Sometimes I think I can’t live through one more day. And sometimes I just hope death means something better than life.