I basically woke up this morning to read up on the news that Chyna has died. Later this afternoon, I was watching the soaps only for Prince's death to be a news story that spans over the world. Today was such a shocking day for me. These are two people who I thought will live "forever" at least. I thought that they would outlive me. Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston would come to mind. Life is just a vapor. It seems that most of us when or how we will leave this planet. It shamefully is a testimony to the fact that OCD messes with my mind at times. The thoughts are no longer that important. The obsessions and compulsions seem to be a thing of the past. All that matters is that with life, no matter how boring the day may be, every day counts.