If tomorrow were my last day on Earth, I would be spending today as follows:
- Go to bank. Withdraw all funds. Cash in everything cashable.
- Procure someone to call every person in the world that I love and care aboot and invite them to the biggest blow-out extravaganza/party ever and make all the arrangements for said party to take place.
- (Pretend here that I have more financial resources than I do...) Book U2 for the entertainment.
- Have someone make hotel/motel arrangements and flight reservations for out-of-towners.
- Arrange for a spectacular fireworks display.
- Take something for the overwhelming anxiety that's setting in quickly.
- Read Moby Dick, learn French, have my teeth straightened, jump out of an airplane, go to Paris, learn how to put photos on here, fill up my iPod and find someone to take care of Poopy after I'm gone.
- Decide what to wear for the party and do my nails. (Not.)
Then what would I do tomorrow? Spend every second with everyone who has ever touched my heart and tell them what they have meant to me, hopefully in a way that will etch a part of me in their collective hearts so that I might live on through the love that each of us has shared. There are to be no tears, dammit. Just hearty partyin'. Then I will dance myself to death, happy in the thought that everyone I love and care about knows and will remember it.
What would be your plan? Even if you don't share here, which I hope you might, think aboot it and maybe do one thing (meaningful) today or tomorrow that you might not have otherwise.
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