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Paranoia: \per-ə-noi-ə, pa-rə-\ ̇

1: a psychosis characterized by systematized delusions of persecution or grandeur usually without hallucinations.

2: a tendency on the part of an individual or group toward excessive or irrational suspiciousness and distrustfulness of others.

So what? We are all going to die someday.

Am I ready to die right now? I don’t think so.

Will I be ready to die someday? I hope so…

I don’t like being afraid to death; after all is the only thing for sure in life.

What would I like to do before dying?

Tell my parents and sisters I love you other than on Christmas, birthdays, and other holidays.
Get married, and have two or three children half him, half me.
Write a novel.
Taking art lessons, from painting, to sculpture, to theater.
Dare to sing in a karaoke bar.
Dare to wear a bikini.
Take a trip to an unusual place.
Ride the highest rollercoaster in the world.
Invent something amazing and become rich from its patent and massive production.
I don’t know what else, some other ideas will probably come later, and I’m off to bed now!


P.s. The order of the factors might alter the product…