I don't know if I'll ever understand death. It just is.
Why is it a part of this world? I don't have a frickin' clue!
I only know that it is.
When I was little, I used to dream of being immortal, and I even had a belief that I was a God! Death only happened to kittens and cows. Then, as I got older, ok, I'm gonna have to die someday and it could be now, I decided:
I won't worry about it.
Even if I could be immortal, that would kind of suck.
I kinda like our lot as perishables.