This is a reminder to myself. Here are all of the others.

Death is the only thing guaranteed.

I write this down in my journal every day because it’s a great reminder before starting the day ahead.

The ephemerality of life can motivate you, free you of boundaries, and push you to be the best you can be.

The rationale is simple. It’s certain I will die, so then why should I let “X” be the reason I don’t do “Y”. You can deductively apply this logic to essentially anything.

It can also take you down a destructive path wherein the only concept you embody is that nothing matters and use that to justify inaction.

I’ve battled, at times, with this train of thinking.

What I’ve come to accept is that despite nothing truly mattering, in my limited time on this Earth, I’d like to feel fulfilled. What will lead me to being fulfilled I’m currently exploring, and I suppose in the long run it’d be nothing. I suppose its a state of full detachment, which even action won’t achieve.

To get there, though, I’d much rather struggle and take action against a plan, then take the route of inaction.