when you're a geologist, or a student studying geology, one of the things that mess you up is the immense timescale you're working on. millions of years ago become abbreviated to mya, like oh, this sediment was deposited 375mya. doesn't seem like much does it? and then you fast forward and rewind so rapidly through time that Earth's entire life could almost be happening on a single dvd.
and then people around you, those whom you love and those whom you wish you loved more, start to disappear, and all of a sudden you're brought back into that uncomfortable little time zone of less than a century. you become that little blip in time, so insignificant and so significant at the same time. because that little blip is your entire existence, and it's surrounded by so many other blips for whom this time zone is their entire existences as well.
don't ever terminate your existence out of spite. cos the last thought that flashes through your mind will be, "will it even matter?" and then you'll be gone.
don't live each day as if it were your last, cos you won't even feel like doing anything. i guess live each day as if it were the first day in the last month of your life.
just before we die, there's always (i suppose) that moment of clarity, when you realize that selfish thoughts don't really matter anymore, and that you now have, all of a sudden, an infinite capacity to give. don't wait till then to start giving, cos it's not easy while you're bedridden.
don't leave me... cos i haven't looked at you enough. and all the other things as well.
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