At some point, you will do everything for the last time. You will see your last sunset; you will taste your last bite of food; you will enjoy your last laugh; you will see everyone you know one last time; you will do anything for the last time; you will be you for the last time. If there is nothing specific to be done, the only thing that truly matters is that we do what matters to us while we can. There is nothing else to do, nowhere else to go. We must charge headlong into the absurdity, embrace the futility, and live hard for nothing in every moment.
