I spend so much time worrying and stressing, and what about: career and my life's material purposes. When on that very same day I sit down and cry over the loss of someone's life and health. I miss her and she's gone. And I know in those last few months, those last years, she moved forward in life regardless, but valued her loved ones above all else. In those last months, she and the people around her got a strong hard dose of what's really important in life, what we really value when our very livelihood is threatened and, in fact, snuffed out from in front of our eyes.
In such a horrifying and humbling crisis, one is brought down to the baseness of living and dying, life and death. We are here only by surviving and not by creating. Only here to give and be remembered, and not to imprint our products upon the world. In such a state we are only here for a finite amount of time and reminded daily that such time is short...shortened.
We come to expect so much, when so little is required to be happy.
Michael Luckett
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