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I've posted this info before, but it seems worth repeating here. In 1987 I met someone at a train station in Japan. We were the only two people at the station and he seemed to want someone to share...

One way or another, sooner or later we're all going to die. How we die is not nearly as important as how we choose to live. I, for one, refuse to spend one more second "worrying about" anything.