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It’s funny, as wedding season starts to slow down a little I become extremely reflective. I often fi

Mortality is a small price to pay for existence

It’s funny, as wedding season starts to slow down a little I become extremely reflective. I often find myself a little blue for a few days and deeply introspective. Which also, usually, coincides with my birthday, something I always shamelessly celebrate with abandon. I’ve never been frightened about getting older, my brother died when I was younger and so I’ve always seen birthdays as a privilege. My dear friend Sarah once sent me a photo of a necklace she saw which was far too expensive to buy but which stated the above words. Mortality is a small price to pay for existence. I contemplate this a lot. I think it’s interwoven into my soul. I am so grateful that the biggest love affair of my life is with life itself. I’m often cross that it means that one day, my true love, without my consent will one day call it a day. But until then, I shall revel in every deep, dark, feisty, ferocious, exquisite, unsatiating, wondrous, consuming, quarrelling, curiosity building, damn magnificence of it all. And the fact that my job makes me stare hard and fast at the multitudes of ways that it can be lived is a blessing I’ll forever be grateful for. Existence. What a fuckery of gloriousness. And thank you for once again, another yearful (not over yet) of eye opening humanity.

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