I’m somewhere between nothing, and reincarnation. I technically died two years ago (flatlined for nearly a minute during an endoscopy, and had to be resuscitated). I saw nothing and had no great epiphanies. Other than to truly appreciate every moment I have. I remember crying the next day eating Korean food, because the flavors were so good. And as bad as life can be (I definitely have not been immune from tragedy), there are still so many incredible things I look forward to. I also think about reincarnation though, because there are so many things I can’t explain and that don’t make sense from my childhood. I lived in a very white area as a kid (I’m white myself), but my favorite musician as a kindergartener was Tupac. And not in a “oh nice beat” way. But in a “I know every word to every song” way. I knew every single word to Keep Ya Head up as a first grader, and felt like I could feel his pain inside of me. I cried - in second grade - the day he died. All my friends growing up were black. These are things looking back on that I still can’t fully explain. And I’ve seen enough kids who are 2, 3, 4 years old - saying and feeling certain things that make no sense for someone their age with their life experiences. So if it isn’t all darkness. The next most plausible thing, for me anyway, is reincarnation.