If I died tomorrow, it wouldn't matter what anyone else thought. Even if I don't die for several decades, it still doesn't matter. I just have often thought it does.

Everyone alive will die, but not everyone alive will live.

What do we believe today that tomorrow will say otherwise?

Tomorrow is not even the possibility of a broken promise. It is not anything but a hope, a dream, an illusion.

Every moment is too precious for the games we play, and for the filters we use, and the masks we wear. The illusion of endless time can rob us from truly engaging fearlessly in the moment, and so can the fear of loss. If you love and care about someone, love them like there is no tomorrow, and when tomorrow comes, and you're both still here, love them some more.

The life we live is something we "buy" with our beliefs and invest in with our choices.