"design for a life"

you've got to wonder what it is about death that makes you question mortality. i've mentioned earlier about my fear of death, or my misunderstanding of it. actually, it's more of post-death that i'm scared of; not knowing what's happening at all after you kick the physical and sink into [if there is such a thing] the ethereal. and the thing about death is, it's always about, waving around is scythe at the most unexpected places.

my lecturer passed away on monday. i'm not going to bother to disclose how, but all i can say, she was the last person that we were expecting, honestly. and some of us were asking why it was her. i guess everyone's time is due, but i had a friend say that it was fated, and i think that's sort of wrong, to an extent.

i don't think that's how the design for a life works, but then again, what would i know?

it's just going to be different without her, anyway.