Earlier this year my coworker came and sat down in my cube. His unexpected appearance created instant anxiety in me, but I had no idea what he was about to tell me. He told me Nick, a cube mate from a previous job died a week ago.
I am only 31. Thus not many of my friends have died. I asked a few questions that were almost automated, then my coworker left me to sit and think. The essential quality of what we call Life came squarely into focus. First his life flashed thru my mind. I had eaten so many lunches with him. Talked about culture and materialism the meaning of life. Now he was gone.
Had he fulfilled all his hopes and dreams? Had I? Have you? Life is short. We need to make sure we are living to the fullest. We need to think about what is important, and pursue it like there is no tomorrow, because there might not be one.