I just Realized that Writing the Title is the Hardest Part

Well, this is new. They don't have my favorite font here... So that's a bummer. I can't seem to type my words in a correct, flowing sequence without Garamond.

Now let's have a one sided conversation about latin. And why I do not find it a dead language. Now, I'm planning on wearing one of my favorite tee shirts tomorrow, that says 'Memento Mori' (which means don't forget to die but we'll get into that later.) But I have had multiple conversations with Emily about how she believes that Latin, Gaelic, etc. are all dead languages, and I can't even comprehend that.

HERE. IS. WHY.

Now, when I hear someone say that someone or something is dead, I think, 'Well um like no it uh hasn't because well um if you remember it then how can it be dead? How can like um this person be dead when they are still in your head and they changed you enough that you remember them?' My thought process is quirky, unique, but a tad slow with on-the-spot wit. Which brings me to latin. Latin has so drastically changed how we communicate with it being the basis of so many languages, and it is rather gorgeous to be honest. But even if no one speaks 'pure latin' anymore, whatever that is, that doesn't mean it's dead. 

You remember latin. You know of latin. It did something important.

So question time.

Do you want to die along with your body, or do you want to be remembered for something?

Do you want to really do something that makes a difference, so much so that people will speak of you with great honor and nobility and sheer awe?

I want you to forget to die. Remember to live and be remembered for it.

You aren't dead when you're alive with others. And vice versa. A great buddhist belief I'm in love with is to be present in every moment of your life. Be an avid contributor to your life and who you share it with.

And with that, I'll bid you Adieu.