I often get that feeling that the opposite of life walks five steps behind me. There to catch me when the time comes. Not to take me but to guide me across to the eternal light. I never wished it but I get tired of life not being what I wished it would be. Some say with positive thought you can... just don’t know how much of positive is ever enough anymore. At that point of not caring anymore and I think it’s a good point. No more overthinking. No more expectations. I wake up sometimes feeling a cold hand hold mine, just for a second. It’s not time. Tomorrow seems will happen.