My father passed away in his late 40’s when I was a teen, his father, and fathers father, pretty much the same story. So I’ve always been more cautious around death. Before hand my regular life style was keeping up with my health, but as I started getting into my 30’s just was feeling sick all the time, I knew I was overweight, I knew the nicotine wasn’t helping probably spiking my blood pressure. So the fear of death kinda hits a nerve.
Second, as of lately, video games, tv, movies, politics, has just felt all the same story, all the same feeling, and have lost interest. I want to do the things I’ve always dreamed of, fast cars, fast bikes, climbing and jumping off cliff sides, just going for that more active lifestyle. The visit to the hospital only harden my objectives even more.