How do you think you’d react if you were told that you have only 5 minutes to live? How do you think you’d feel if you were? Do you think it’ll be any different if those 5 minutes were 5 months or years instead? I think I’d have the same amount of disappointment. But yes the fear, would be phenomenally different in each cases. I can almost picture how bizarre my state of mind would be. I’d probably freak out and do something I wont have time to regret.
Making peace with death is all just bull-shit. No on wants to die. No one is okay with it either. Would you be okay with becoming nothing? So the question is what would you do in those 5 years? The first thing that comes to everyone’s minds are their goals in life. All these things they wanted to accomplish in course of life should have they lived it fully. After all, it is our destiny we set out to seek in the first place!
Making a difference that was always mine. I’d do everything I can possibly do to get closer to achieving my dream and perhaps maintain a graceful stride along the way. I mean, who doesn’t wanna be remembered well? I’d probably be nicer to everyone. Wouldn’t want your own funeral to be a no show, would you now? As I go on thinking I kind of realized that I’d have been a better person in my last few years and all that’s responsible for this is death.
Control. It’s everything. Only when something is limited, its used right. No one cares about what’s in excess. Not even life. Every kid would probably spend eternity in high school. I mean, why would anyone waste time over tests and homework unless you’re given a deadline? Ultimately everyone who’s ever accomplished something owes it all to those unforgiving dead lines. So I guess the next time I’ve an assignment due or a Chem final I should just stuff a sock in it and be grateful? What about death then? As for me, I’d rather live a full life the way I was meant to than be Supergirl and die young. This is one deadline I doubt anyone would appreciate.