An Eyeful of Ceiling

We all die. And most of us die looking up.

It could be a heart attack. Could be of old age. Whatever it is, we almost always die looking up.

And when we look up, we see our ceiling. The last thing that we will ever see is the one place in our houses that we don't pay any attention to. It's nothing that we decorate, or clean, or pay any attention to. But it's always there, holding the roof over your head. And it will be there for you when you die.

You should say thanks to your ceiling for always being there. Because it always will be.
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