Mood: Tired

I am dieing. It is a slow process, so slow sometimes I forget that I am. But I am, I’m dieing, slowly withering away before your eyes. I have a life expectancy of 75 years.

I had a birthday this past month, I may not have another. I may not live to see tomorrow, and tomorrow may not come to see me.

Don’t put it off till tomorrow, live for God today; today is all were givin’ tomorrow never comes.

Matthew 24:36 But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only.

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