FISH and NOT A FISH: Which Category are You?

There two categories for everything. My brother and I sat down one day to hammer this out. The first category is FISH. The second category is NOT A FISH. I know for a fact which category everything fits into (I'll wait while you race to the comments to point out something so confusing that I wouldn't know which category it belongs to....okay...all right....I assume you're done). Now obviously, there are subcategories. Lion and berry both fall under NOT A FISH, but they're not the same thing. Just like there are two categories for everything, they're are usually two types of people for everything.
     "Introducing in corner one: THE MORBIDLY CURIOUS!!!!" (One exclamation mark just didn't cut it.)
     "Introducing in corner two: THE NOT MORBIDLY CURIOUS!!!!!"

The morbidly curious are the people that think about death; the people that personify death; the people that don't let it be a passing thought, but ruminate about death. When death comes up, they think about their death, other people's deaths, what it means, how will it feel, where do I go, what does any of this mean then. They're not necessarily depressed or fangirls for death, but they can't help but think about it. Also, it's not just a passing thought. I'd say to fall under this category, you would have to think about death about 6 or 7 times a day for 3-5 minutes at a time. Or maybe for 35 minutes one time. Just more than a passing thought.

The not morbidly curious category is for everyone else; it's a much less exclusive group. It's the Members Only jacket of groups. These are the people that, when the topic of death comes up, think about it for a second, and then move on. They may push the thought away, but they don't genuinely think about it. They acknowledge it, then it's gone. Death is just a part of life. Why think about something so...definite? It's not like the 200 fly where you can scratch once you realize how painful it is. Some not morbidly curious people think it's stupid to think about something so out of our control.

So, before I connect this to literature, which category do you fit in? No, do not say somewhere in between. Either you think about it or you push it away and move on. Don't take my time parameters too seriously. Go ahead, you can tell me. I won't judge.

If you hadn't figured out where I was going with this, you're in the same boat as me, because I just did. Emily Dickinson and Walt Whitman represent both boxers in the ring. Dickinson is in corner one. Whitman: in two (Where would you put them?). Maybe it's because I haven't read much of Whitman, but just from the homework, I saw that when he thought of death, he said it doesn't really exist and moved on. Dickinson had an entire poem about her carriage ride with Death. But just because I put Whitman in the not morbidly curious category, doesn't mean he isn't. Maybe I'll see him change over. And just because you're in the morbidly curious, doesn't mean you don't think about life. They're not mutually exclusive. In fact, there are two categories for people and life...but that's a blog for a different time.