Just when I’m getting complacent I see stuff like this hits me like a freight train. Just when you start getting into a rhythm, then life throws the curve ball from hell. At first it was this quote:

“Everyone succumbs to finitude. I suspect I am not the only one who reaches this pluperfect state. Most ambitions are either achieved or abandoned; either way, they belong to the past.

The future, instead of the ladder toward the goals of life, flattens out into a perpetual present. Money, status, all the vanities the preacher of Ecclesiastes described, hold so little interest: a chasing after wind, indeed.”

Simple, right? a 37 year old doctor who is dying of cancer questions his own mortality. It’s not as hard to hear about tragedy when it touched someone else.

But then it dawns on you. He was younger than you. He had a wife and a baby daughter. He was a successful doctor. He had his whole life ahead of him…. And now it’s gone.

Nothing like the prospect of your own mortality to make you appreciate what you have and what you can achieve… Right?

It is things and events like this that make want to pack a backpack and go. Doesn’t really matter where, just go and travel, grow, mature (?), learn… and realize that it’s all borrowed time…