If I knew I would live forever, I would never get anything done. Everything could wait until tomorrow cuz I’d be guaranteed, like, a million of ’em.
As much as I fear death, it is surely the one constant that gives my life a sense of urgency and truly fuels my purpose. Now, I don’t know what the hell that purpose is but when I find out…it’s gonna be gassed up like a MUTHA#$%.
Just thought I’d share.
RIP Patrice O’Neal. Too soon, man…too soon.