Fin

It never leaves your mind once it’s there.

You can’t not know.

It seemed like it might have been too good to be true, and that everything you knew was all that could be. So it was.

What more could you want? Knowing is all we are.

Once you realize you are going to die, you already have.

Living your life steadily as can, biding your time.

Second by second, just a memory playing forwards through time.