獨處.

The letter from Jack Starks to Jean, Jackie's mom.

    

    I was 27 years old the first time I died. I remember there was white everywhere. There was war and I felt alive. But really, I was dead.

    Sometimes I think we live through things only to be able to say it happened……that it wasn’t to someone else, it was to me. Sometimes we live to beat the odds. I’m not crazy, even though they thought I was. I live in the same world as everyone else. I just saw more of it, as I’m sure you have. They’ll find my body tomorrow. You can check it out if you don’t believe me. I’ve seen life after my death, and I’m telling you this because it’s the only way to help you and your daughter have a better life of your own. Jean…you’re gonna pass out one day, smoking a cigarette, and burn to death. Your daughter grows up living the same sad life you’re living right now. And she misses you…so much. 
     Sometimes life can only really begin with the knowledge of death. That it can all end, even when you least want it to. The important thing in life is to believe that while you’re alive, it’s never too late. I promise you, Jean. No matter how bad things look, they look better awake than they do asleep. And when you die, there’s only one thing you want to happen. You want to come back.