I think of death a lot, and typically have a nihilistic attitude toward it. On good days, I'm an absurdist.

But the romantic dreamer inside me, believes that I am more than my body, more than dust, more than what one lifetime can capture. That I may or may not leave an impact on the Universe, but some essence of me will always survive and want to make a difference.

I like your theory, it will be fun to fantasise about it.

Thank you for the mention. :)