I feel as if my mortality is now glaringly obvious - I don’t mean due to being scared of dying of the virus, though I know it could happen and it does worry me.
I mean more that my general everyday mortality has now become very obvious - almost like what on earth was I thinking before, why was I burying my head in the sand to that extent? Did I think I was going to live forever?
So it now feels as if I really don’t have much life left (I am 51) and limited time in which to do all the things I have been putting off (in some cases for years
). It feels as if the end is now obvious, though I don’t know when or how it will happen.
I don’t mean to be depressing and I apologise if I am. Maybe it’s not a bad thing to be more aware of time passing, as it will mean less procrastinating and more living life to the full (for me and maybe for others?).
If my post turns out to be depressing for people, I will ask for it to be deleted.