Just Like That

Flying from Chicago to Greensboro, I realized in the plane how easily and suddenly death could happen, when the smooth flight was badly agitated with a strong blow. A malfunction or mishap, and just like that the journey is over.

  • Have I lived a proud, fruitful life?
  • Am I content with my acts so far?
  • Have I achieved enough in life?
  • Who would I call if the plane is crash landing?
  • If given a second chance, what would I really want to do?
  • My last words would be…?
  • Life is damn beautiful!



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