unsafe.

i still don't get it.
it hasn't hit me.

i'm not going to live forever.
i feel invincible, like nothing will ever happen to me.
but then i hear of someone who has died. someone who can't walk anymore, can't remember things as well as they used to. and then it gets me thinking. we're never going to be as alive as we are now, ever again.

so, why do we still hesistate to do things? why do we think things over? why do we set ourselves up for regret later? all these things just throwing themselves in our direction, we render them dangerous, stupid. we don't do them, but later, we wish we did.

i think everybody should try.