After life

It has been a year since my father died. And since then I think about death more often. Perhaps, I became afraid of death, I didn’t feel it that much before. The scary thing about death is that life has no logic, the one who wants to live can suddenly die, and the one who wants to die lives a long time.
For some reason, it’s easier for me to think that there is something after life’s end. I don’t enjoy anything that is promised by religions after death, or I haven’t studied the issue sufficiently. I would like to continue living on this earth, because I like earthly life. It is different and not always (to put it mildly) pleasant, and sometimes extremely difficult, but I would like to continue.

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