I’ve been thinking about life lately. One of my classmates died recently and it really shocked me at how quickly someone’s life can be gone. Thinking about all the ways that one can die, it seems a miracle that we can survive at all. Cars, diseases, sadness, age, etc. Whether it be from a serial killer or a peanut allergy, someone dies every few seconds. To me, this is incredible, but awfully terrifying at the same time. Getting to the point, some poor souls are diagnosed with terminal illnesses. They know how much longer they can survive, but how will they spend that time? How can they choose what to do out of all of the things in the universe? Will they do something daring and bizarre or something calm and traditional?
How would YOU spend 6 months if they were the last 6 months of your life?
I would probably go to my favorite cities and restaurants. I would protest ridiculous things and wear ridiculous clothes. I would graffiti walls and paint my emotions. I would write a book and possibly try skydiving? Nah, too scary for me. I would cry myself to sleep, but buy a cat to keep me company. I would be 100% me, not holding a thing back. I would be scandalous and daring and not let anyone hold me back from accomplishing everything on my bucket list (which I would put together). I would open myself up to the world, even though I know that it can’t handle all this awesomeness. And I would drink the most expensive Starbucks drink everyday. Because I could.
But that’s my story, what’s yours?
And for those of you who do have a set time to live, please share.