This week, I’ve been thinking about Patrick and Ian.  Friends who I’ve lost in the last few years. Friends who aren’t alive anymore. I miss them.

Their time was up, before their time. As soon as we’re born, the clock start ticking.

Some death sentences are short, some are long, but everyone is going to go.

Until then, what’s your priority? What have you been doing?

Priorities keep me from getting lost in all the…stuff.

Stuff today: online, offline, in my head.  And priorities minimize suffering, because they give me purpose.

But when priorities become anxieties, they cause suffering.

The simple way through this?

Prioritize love.  Giving it…in what you make, in who you meet, in…everything.

Until the end, that is the purpose.