So the question you may be asking right now is what would I do?
I would drop everything...liquidate the unnecessary. I would call my place of employment and tell them to take a hike. I would call family and friends....I would tell them I'm about to do some things that will make little sense but in the greater scheme of things is right and only right for me. I would pack up my remaining things...basically what I could fit into my vehicle and then I would journey west. I would enroll in a predetermined university in an archaeology program, probable somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. I would complete my degree and then travel the world via research grants do digs a ancient sites until the day before my day comes. That day I would call my friends and family, one by one and say goodbye.
What would I do on my death day? Well if my time was up late in the evening I would wake just before the sun rises....then I would spend my day in quiet solitude, reflecting on how my life changed the day I found out when I was going to die.
Ok, I've been thinking about this a lot lately and that's why I have written it here. I'm sure I could be more philosophical and heartfelt if I really wanted to but that's not the purpose here. The purpose here is to put it out in front of me the thoughts that keep me awake at night. Does it change anything? Does it help? I don't know.
Alright, I feel better now.
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