Relax

It was closer to daybreak, Jon realized once again that he had been thinking too much. He must write it out once more, last time:

"Relax, this note to myself says. I'm in charge of very little, and able to influence less and less.

It's really all good, whatever it is,  despite fearful thoughts we have about our own ending. For prophets and experts, a hot mess, what's beyond the body's demise, well, it's anyone's artful guess.

Let's include nothing is beyond, as that may be part of the mix, an optimistic and hopeful matrix of possibilities, some say imagined.

Believers sort out the big issues, questions, and solutions. Faith answers everything for eternity.

Those unbelieving feel that if some beyond is a whimsical myth, there will be no one around to care, or know anything is lost. It's really all good, whatever it is."

His mind still unsettled yet calmer, Jon thought maybe now he'll sleep.