I find that it’s an immense source of energy to place my mind in my dying self and seeing what he is regretful/proud of; that way I can focus on doing something supposedly “unpleasant” in the here and now.
When I consider life this way, inertia actually becomes uncomfortable. The issue is no longer a matter of stepping outside my comfort zone, but simply a matter of executing actions in my truest frame of mind, because it becomes crystal clear that there is no time to waste.


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