A little off the beaten rant path...

Seems like 2005 is to be the year of death in my world. Out of respect for those passed I won't go into details, I will just say that it feels like a lot.

I wonder about it sometimes. Not that it isn't a great ride, but it seems like sometimes life is one big struggle of disappointments and hardships until you die. Not sure if these trials are supposed to prepare you for something else. I am not really that spiritual of a person.

I used to endlessly think and worry about death, but then one day I had kind of a revelation about it. Seemed to calm me in a way. And it was simply this. If there is a life after death, great. If there isn't then I won't give a shit, will I?