One last day to live
I almost died.
Yes, me. This is how I figure it:
My friend, Jory, got in an accident. He had 2 other people in his car, and none of them were hurt. But- consider this. You know those accidents where one person dies out of the entire car, and everybody else is uninjured? I probably would have been that one person, because the seat that person would be in was empty. And I was going to get a ride with him, but instead I left with another friend. How crazy is that? I mean... In all probability, I wouldn't have died. But there is that chance that I would have been the one, the single fatality. And that brings me to my topic of the day:
What if you had one last day to live?
Consider this for a moment. Your day starts at 12:00 am and continues to the next 12:00 am. What would you do? How would you see everything? I mean... everything would be totally screwed up. Would you spend your day saying goodbye? Could you tell anybody? Would you be depressed? I don't know what I would do. It's a sobering thought, really.
You know that panicky feeling you get when you have to leave loved ones for a while, and you want every moment to mean something? The whole day would be like that.
I could die any day. I mean, think about it. You or I could get hit by a drunk driver, or I could have a brain hemorrhage, or I could die in any number of ways. Hence the phrase "Live every day like it's your last." But then... if you did that... life would be one long panic strike.
We live as though we'll live forever, but it's the one true fact in life that we don't. Everybody dies someday, and I guess what I should ask myself is if I'm ready to die now. I think the answer is almost always no, but some days you're a little more ready to die than others.
Yes, me. This is how I figure it:
My friend, Jory, got in an accident. He had 2 other people in his car, and none of them were hurt. But- consider this. You know those accidents where one person dies out of the entire car, and everybody else is uninjured? I probably would have been that one person, because the seat that person would be in was empty. And I was going to get a ride with him, but instead I left with another friend. How crazy is that? I mean... In all probability, I wouldn't have died. But there is that chance that I would have been the one, the single fatality. And that brings me to my topic of the day:
What if you had one last day to live?
Consider this for a moment. Your day starts at 12:00 am and continues to the next 12:00 am. What would you do? How would you see everything? I mean... everything would be totally screwed up. Would you spend your day saying goodbye? Could you tell anybody? Would you be depressed? I don't know what I would do. It's a sobering thought, really.
You know that panicky feeling you get when you have to leave loved ones for a while, and you want every moment to mean something? The whole day would be like that.
I could die any day. I mean, think about it. You or I could get hit by a drunk driver, or I could have a brain hemorrhage, or I could die in any number of ways. Hence the phrase "Live every day like it's your last." But then... if you did that... life would be one long panic strike.
We live as though we'll live forever, but it's the one true fact in life that we don't. Everybody dies someday, and I guess what I should ask myself is if I'm ready to die now. I think the answer is almost always no, but some days you're a little more ready to die than others.
posted by Aermethys at 8:00 PM
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