My biggest fear in life is that when or if I die (Knock on wood! I hope not anytime this century!). Is that I didn’t make a lasting impression on the world or on the people around me. It might sound like a selfish little cluster fuck of thought. However, our lives aren’t a piece of everlasting gobstoppers candy. No matter how much you try to enjoy the flavor of this so called life, eventually the flavor will give out and then what do you have left? I spent most of my adolescent and some of my adulthood, hating life and wishing it would end soon. Nevertheless, I got past that sad little emo phase and decided to live my life and enjoy what I’ve got (Give or take). Still in the back of my mind, I always think to myself “Have I done enough? Can I do more with the life I was giving?” I’m only in my early thirty’s so I have the rest of my life to worry about leaving an impression on the world. Until then I’ll just keep on keeping on and see where life will take me.