Sometimes death creeps up to you unaware. Like a seasoned thief, it doesn't leave any evidences behind and when you realised that it has stolen something from you, it's usually too late. Lightning doesn't strike once, lightning strikes twice. Even on a clear blue day, lightning will strike. Death is actually not scary. Knowing what you are going to leave behind is scarier. How can one die without any physical or emotion pain? How can one die and have the assurance that who he/she leaves behind will continue to live? How can one die when there are so many things still unsettled?

Perhaps it is time to say goodbye, one last goodbye...

Staring into the Abyss,