death

 

There is little else that so appropriately sums us the existence of all that lives on this planet than the birth and death of a kitten. We are all born naked, screaming and terrified, clutching vainly at the delicate thread that binds us to fragile existence. We shakily gulp down a few snatched morsels of air from this world before we are forced into the unyielding darkness of nonexistence. From dust to dust.

RIP babies, we will miss all that you could have added to our own few pathetic breaths.