Vulnerable

There was one night when i was tossing in bed because I couldnt sleep when my hand was resting on my heart. All of a sudden, I could hear my heart beating, my pulse pulsating through my body. Boom. Boom. Boom. I imagined my heart pumping blood with each beat to my body, that tiny piece of muscle. All of a sudden, I felt very vulnerable. I could die anytime. There was no time to waste! My heart could stop any second. It could be a malfunction. Anything. Boom. My heart beated again. Suddenly, my brain envisioned a scene at a hospital. At one bed, an old man was crying at the bedside of his loved one, praying for her survival. Life seemed so fickle, like it could end at anytime. The scenes switched. Now i visioned a party at USA (I've never been there before, anyway), people partying giving no regards to life. It struck me as odd at that time, how they don't realise how life, with one beat, can all be over. I spent the next 5 minutes or so listening to my heart.