Menento Mori

Hello walking in the sun it feels warmer than it is, and the snow brightens the earth and the air is crisp

In listening to Kamelot album: the black halo: one of my favourite albums, without a single bad track. The time was right again for me to listen to this.

I think this snippet is a good one I think on the loneliness of death which nonetheless is a shared, universal experience:

When your time has come  You know you'll be lonely once again  And the final winter comes to us all  Life is treacherous  But you're not the only who must pretend

Fits my mood just fine!

I love this life sometimes.