Progress.

Just realized something today! It's actually a remarkably healthy sign to be afraid of dying, specially when you are young.
Because to be afraid of dying means to want to live. Which means a reason, a desire, a goal. Which means attachments.
This meant three things to me!
You can't really be not happy if you are afraid to die.
You can't really be aimless if you wish to live.
You can't really be unblessed if you want to stay behind.

Today. I don't know for what reason, I was afraid to die.
Took me quite a while to realize that it was in fact, progress!

And to remove all the blues, I painted a little yellow in to my life. :)
Haha! I am so funny!