There has been far too much sad and unfortunate news in the past week for my liking. It’s difficult to sum up how I’m feeling at the moment, especially when thinking about mortality. One day all of the people who inspired and captivated me, who taught me to chase my dreams or to think outside of the box, one day all of those wonderful and amazing people won’t be around anymore.

When I heard about Bowie’s passing on Monday I was overcome with disbelief. It felt like he must have just moved on to another time and place, perhaps another world that needed changing. I was sad, but ultimately very grateful for his existence.

And then I heard the news about Alan Rickman. What can you even say? I burst into tears when I found out, just totally gutted that someone I looked up to so much is gone. At this point I’m just hoping it’s all a very cruel joke.

So, this week has not been the best in terms of “Your Favorite Celebrities Are Alive And Well!” news.

On a lighter note, I did manage a few extra hours’ sleep last night and then finally awoke to incredibly sore abdominal muscles. My mom says that must mean my exercises are working, but honestly it just feels like my gut’s been bulldozed. To make up for it, I had a much deserved soak in the tub this afternoon.

Anyway, that’s all I wanted to talk about today. I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject of mortality and make it seem super lighthearted and yet sincere, but hopefully I don’t come off as callous or indifferent in this entry. Everyone deals with loss in different ways, and this is just how I’m making sense of the way I’m feeling at the moment. I don’t think I realized how much Bowie or Rickman impacted my life until today, but I’m sure glad they did.