I’m not a stranger to death, I’ve seen him take away my loved ones. Rip families apart, ruin friendships, shake the world.

But then, he’s a necessary evil. The ironical meaning to life, I mean – what’s life without death.

Some greet him with a smile, those lucky ones that get to live a long time, the ones that got to enjoy the short time they had on earth. The ones that actually lived and not just existed, the actual humans.

These days people live like robots, too careful, making every move so carefully and calculated like they’ll actually escape death. They forget what it means to be human.

Whether anyone likes it or not, the emissary of woe will come. Whether will smile at him or not, will depend on if we actually lived.