Memento mori...

Dear Self,

I see you. Slowly yet surely degenerating into something you'd never want to see yourself as. Life's gone too far beyond where you left it last, taking a break so long; never once did you realize in a race that this was, a pause only meant a certain, inescapable transference to a mute ground, did you? Or that no eye pays visit to these long forgotten, uninteresting lands?

Memento vivere.

Yours.