I used to go to the bowling alley to play DDR every weekend. I'll do that again in the summer. Woot. Death is so mysetrious. Welcome, and yet unwelcome. A blessing and a curse. I've been reading the Silmarillion, where the elves are somewhat jealous of the men cause the men can die and the elves really can't. The elves hate having to live through millenia of sorrow and pain and the growing darkness. It's... sad. I think about death almost every day...
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