Hello everyone! Yes, it takes me longer and longer to write and tell you my little shits, and it’s not because I don’t have shit to tell you, but because I don’t know if it’s happening to you too. It seems like the world is spinning much faster than before, or maybe it’s just my part of the world… Whatever it is, what I want to say is that I don’t have time for everything, but at the same time, I do have time for everything… Hahaha, I don’t even know what I’m saying. Today’s post is for you to reflect on a few topics that have been on my mind these days, and I thought: well, I’ll share it with everyone and see what they say… Here we go!

The other day, when I was coming back from Madrid, going down the escalator to catch the train, an elderly couple fell in front of me, causing a crowd to build up behind me. If it hadn’t been for the quick action of one of the station workers, I don’t think I’d be here right now writing this. Suddenly, I looked back and saw all the people coming towards me. I was right at the bottom, just a few people behind the couple, and I started to realize that in a few seconds, I was going to have a bunch of people on top of me, suffocating and crushing me… I swear the first thing I thought was: “Fuck, Nuria,  you’re going to die crushed on an escalator in a train station, that’s not very glamorous.” And from that moment on, my mind has been on thinking about death, first because with my mother being so delicate, every day we think it’s going to be her last (although seeing how she’s doing and how invincible she is, in the end, she’s going to outlive us all).

And that’s why the title of this post: Have you ever thought about it? Yes, about your death. Have you stopped to think about how you’re going to die? Yeah, yeah, fuck Nuria, how morbid (you know me, Ilove to talk without filters about all those things that make you feel uncomfortable, I love it hahaha). Well, I have to be honest and say No, of course not. Why the hell would I think about that? When there are better things to think about, like living and enjoying every moment. But I think every now and then we have to think about death because if we do, we will live more intensely. Death reminds us that our time here is limited and that every second that passes is a second already given to death.

As we get older, death is more present in our lives. It accompanies us and appears every now and then, like saying “Yoo-hoo, here I am!”, and we, scared, run away from it to avoid facing it, thinking that by running away from it, we will escape its purpose. Run all you want, but eventually, it will catch up to you. And when it those, what do you want to say to it? Will you have all your tasks done? Will you be ready to go with it? Will you beg for more time? Will you have time to say goodbye? We don´t have much control over some of these questions, but we do have control over how we try to respond to life now, in the present, accepting our destiny. Smiling at death, letting it accompany us and enjoy with us our life, which we must also take by the hand.

With all this said, I invite you to live each day as if it were the first, not the last. Do everything you want to do, everything you’ve dreamed of. Start getting rid of material things and start collecting experiences. Forget about “what will they say”; it won’t matter in 100 years, we will all be dead, all your belongings will already be in a landfill, and none of our descendants will know who you were (do you know who your great-great-grandparents were?). So it won’t matter what others think of you; only what your soul remembers will matter.