Second chance? Use your first while you still can.
I realize this is rather cliché, but I think it's worth being properly done. While I'd really rather hear your answers just to know what's going on.. and it's probably a little more fitting given it all, at least try and think seriously on this:
What if I were to tell you today was your last day on earth? What would you say?
This is, assuming you believe it, and it has to do with more of the action than what you'd say right back to me. It's not a cataclysmic destruction of earth, just you. What would you do on that final day?
..."I'm not afraid. I just don't know what to hope for."
"Hope for another shot at it. A chance to do it all fucking unafraid."
Just.. for the record, I had to think about this. It didn't come right off the top of my head, and I had to take some serious time to ponder it. What I came up with, was this.
I don't want to have anything left undone when it comes my time to go. I don't want any regrets, any unfinished business. I want to be able to live my life as I would any other day, and not have that knowledge change what I'm going to do. Be so content and happy with where I am that I'm already doing what I want. But.. barring the ideal.. I'd try to make any amends I had left. Tell those I loved and cared for how I feel, apologize to those I've hurt, or feel I have. Thank those around me, if just for being a part of my life. Offer any advice that I can that may fit for the circumstances.
But after that.. regardless of how much I have left over, I'd love to just sit somewhere down south.. I'm thinking near Monterey, California, overlooking the ocean. Where the waves crash against the shore and cliffs, the gulls fly overhead.. the seals barking out every so often. Not too hot, not too cold.. the fresh salt air in my mouth and nose, and watching the sun go down, or the stars come out. Not doing anything in particular.. just watching. Or, barring that.. something similar. Taking a sailboat out to see, and either being so far from land it's a distant line on the horizon, or nothing at all, and staring up at the night sky, all alone. Me and the ocean.. losing touch of where sky and sea join. Finding my peace in that.. and then maybe, taking one last swim.
What if I were to tell you today was your last day on earth? What would you say?
This is, assuming you believe it, and it has to do with more of the action than what you'd say right back to me. It's not a cataclysmic destruction of earth, just you. What would you do on that final day?
..."I'm not afraid. I just don't know what to hope for."
"Hope for another shot at it. A chance to do it all fucking unafraid."
Just.. for the record, I had to think about this. It didn't come right off the top of my head, and I had to take some serious time to ponder it. What I came up with, was this.
I don't want to have anything left undone when it comes my time to go. I don't want any regrets, any unfinished business. I want to be able to live my life as I would any other day, and not have that knowledge change what I'm going to do. Be so content and happy with where I am that I'm already doing what I want. But.. barring the ideal.. I'd try to make any amends I had left. Tell those I loved and cared for how I feel, apologize to those I've hurt, or feel I have. Thank those around me, if just for being a part of my life. Offer any advice that I can that may fit for the circumstances.
But after that.. regardless of how much I have left over, I'd love to just sit somewhere down south.. I'm thinking near Monterey, California, overlooking the ocean. Where the waves crash against the shore and cliffs, the gulls fly overhead.. the seals barking out every so often. Not too hot, not too cold.. the fresh salt air in my mouth and nose, and watching the sun go down, or the stars come out. Not doing anything in particular.. just watching. Or, barring that.. something similar. Taking a sailboat out to see, and either being so far from land it's a distant line on the horizon, or nothing at all, and staring up at the night sky, all alone. Me and the ocean.. losing touch of where sky and sea join. Finding my peace in that.. and then maybe, taking one last swim.