The odds of you being born: 1 in 400 trillion.

The odds of you dying: 100%.

And yet we live like the second one is the long shot.

One day you'll close your eyes for the last time. No do-overs. No second chances.

In those last couple of minutes, will you be glad you:

Spent years in a job you hate?
Skipped the country you always wanted to see to save a few hundred dollars?
Held that grudge until it was too late to fix?
Were too busy to pick up when your parents called?
Never told them how you felt?
Never chased it because you were scared?

Quit the job. Book the flight. Post the content. Make the art.

Tomorrow isn't promised. 👇