We are all going to die, it’s just a matter of time. It is not the “how” or the “when” we should be worried about, it’s the memory we leave behind.
What is a life expectancy? How long a committee of men believe me to be able to sustain the life in me is of no significance whatsoever. A substance abuser could live to see 80 and a child of 5 could die tomorrow.
When our time is here, there is no turning back. But for now, why the sad face?