It isn’t true that young people think they’re immortal. We know we have to die someday, but we avoid thinking about it as much as possible. We imagine that death is in the far-off someday- after college, after having a career, after raising a family, and after having grandchildren. It sucks to think that you won’t get a chance at those things, even though whatever you’re doing now is probably way better. For us, it’s hard to imagine what death is like because even when life isn’t great, we always have the hope of turning it around. Each time a friend or loved one passes on, it brings us closer to death and makes it that much eaiser to think about. We don’t like death partially because it reminds us of our own eventual fate, a journey into the utterly unknown. Your life was so fleeting, and it makes me wonder if mine will be as long as I imagine it. Death shakes our firm beleif in the future. Thanks for being such a great guy, Dave.
{April 14, 2008}
A letter to a friend
