Live fast…

My dad is in his eighties, now in a hospital for a surgery. I am with him.

My dad has one roommate, who is a man just turned to 50. He is hospitalized due to heart failure.

Then I learned this roommate is a business owner, running a successful business. He admires my dad as a cheerful, happy man and wishes he could be like my dad…

This comes to my mind.

Do not: Live fast, die young.

To choose live happily, truly, fully is a choice to make.

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