Living: Dead or Alive

Life means something different at 48 years of age than it did just a few short years ago. I’ve started to ponder more frequently what the next years will look like.

I’ve developed a sense of safety and routine in my little box. I do things that many would be terrified to do, but they no longer terrify me. I see things that once looked boring to me, they no longer look boring.

I’m pretty sure I can find a way to enjoy the rest of my years in this box if I need to….but if I do, am I alive or am I dead? Or am I neither?

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