I think about Life and I think about Death, and neither one appeals to me...

I've been thinking a lot lately about life and death. There have been a lot of deaths occurring throughout the celebrity world. First, Heath Ledger, Bernie Mac, Isaac Hayes...etc.

It's interesting how we care so much when celebrities, we know, die. Truth be told, people die everyday. And, it's not that we care less about each one of those people--it's just that it doesn't phase us or their deaths aren't on the big headlines as much as our 'precious' celebrities.

Something else interesting is that when we find out someone dies--we realise how precious life is and how we never know when we are going to leave this world. At that moment, we vow that we will live life to the fullest. But seconds or days later, we claim that we can't survive another day in this world and wish we were dead. I suppose it's easier to be the one in control of your life's fate rather than not being certain when you will die or how you will die. Death is a scary thing. Especially when it pertains to a loved one.

So, why do most of us continue to wish death upon ourselves? Does it make everything easier? Is it the best way out? Maybe it is...and maybe it isn't. I just don't know....