When it’s running out. When you are about to die and you are either too old or too sick to do anything about it. I’ve heard the “life is precious” statements a thousand times but I never did much about it. I go day in and day out without really appreciating five minutes out of 24 hours. It got me wondering, if one day life will be flashing before my eyes, what are the flashes I’ll see? Because it can’t be the daily grind, getting out of bed and waking up kids, or commuting or sitting on the toilet or watching TV… And out of let’s say 60 years how many images will I really get?
When does life matter?
