[Day 628] When breath becomes air

For a long time, I’ve been struggling with the idea of getting old. I know that I’d one day die. I know that every living, breathing moment is a step closer to death. The weight of an inevitable demise occasionally throws me into an existential crisis. If everything will become meaningless in the end, why should I even try? Will I ever be able to make a dent in the universe, or will I just pass away like a drop of dew in the morning sun? Continue reading “[Day 628] When breath becomes air”

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[Day 628] When breath becomes air

[Day 7] What would I say if I were on the death row?

Recently, I have been thinking a lot about death. How can we understand life if we don’t know about death? And since I can’t just die to find out, (or can I?), I try to understand what is going on in the mind of people who know that they will be dying soon? So I looked up stories about death-row inmates. Below are some of what I found. Warning: this is morbid and somewhat creepy. Proceed at your own risk. Continue reading “[Day 7] What would I say if I were on the death row?”

[Day 7] What would I say if I were on the death row?

[Day 6] The Charon: A Short Story on Assisted Suicide

Disclaimer: This story is based on the true story of John Hofsess, a Canadian writer who helped 8 people to commit suicide before committing suicide himself in 2016, and Jack Kevorkian, a doctor who was convicted of second-degree murder for helping more than 130 people commit suicide. This story doesn’t reflect the author’s point of view on assisted suicide in any way.

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[Day 6] The Charon: A Short Story on Assisted Suicide