Crossroad

I have prayed and considered this grave matter.
There will be a day of reckoning. There will be a day when all of us MUST die.

I take it as fear. Time is never never on our side. I have lived as though it is. Day by day, moments passes by faster than the MRT train I take.

There will be a day when I will die. Consider this, I have lived feeling the abundance of time yet it is not a value or amount that I know. Yet I have not lived in a way of reckoning.

I must consider this seriously to take the right path as the road towards another crossroad unfolds.