Waking up

Tomorrow you will wake up, and you will be you. Nothing would have changed and you will go on living, or dying. And if anything has changed, it will be over-shadowed by the fact that you are alive, or not. Either way, tomorrow will come.

You can go back to sleep, and find another tomorrow. Hide, and you will be seen.

And many tomorrows later there will be a man standing over you, piling dirt or ash or fire on you. And then there will be no more tomorrows.

I congratulate you. You are not phased.

Is that confidence in self?
Or because you don't understand?