Thoughts about postcards

I was at an antique mall a little while ago, browsing vintage postcards.  I was reading the backs of them; short little stories written by everyday people about everyday things.  “The weather is nice here”; “I received your message”; “I’ll be home on the 27th”; “I saw such-and-such yesterday”; and so on.  What did occur to me is that all of these people, who had all sorts of everyday concerns, are all dead now.  Macabre, but true.  What about us?  Are we getting so bogged down in our everyday lives that we forget that, one day, they’re going to end?  Are we doing the things in our life that are really important, or are we oblivious to what they even are?

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