what if...?

What if...today is the last day of your life? There will be no tomorrow for you...and you'll be leaving everyone behind. What would you do? How will you spend your remaining hours? Alone? Or with as many friends and family members around you?

A thought struck me. A random person...maybe me or you, waking up to a new day, getting ready for a new start. Going about doing our daily chores. Suddenly, something happens. Something terrible happens. Next thing you know, you're six feet under and all your friends and family members are mourning for you. Why? You wonder. I realized, no one can answer that particular question. Short, but it holds a thousand meanings.

IF today is the last day of my life, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do. It would be hard for me to accept that news. On the other hand, I might not even know it is going to be my last day on Earth. I might just...die without a notice or something. That's more saddening. Well, I guess...I won't be any different. I'll wake up at the crack of dawn and spend the whole morning to myself. Thinking about all the things I have done throughout the past years of my life. Thinking about everybody I'm leaving behind. Wondering if it matters to them. Thinking about all the things I could have done if only I have the chance to live longer. Thinking about things I'm never going to do, things I'm never going to experience. Afterwards, I'll join friends that I can possibly meet in such a short notice. I don't exactly know what I am going to do with them, but their presence will forever stay in my memory. Maybe we'll conquer the whole of Starbucks or something...talking and maybe reminiscing about the past. Tears and laughter will definitely fill the whole place. When night falls, I'll spend my remaining hours with my family. A last dinner together.

Sorry, I can't seem to go on. I find it hard to end my life there and then. God knows why am I posting this entree. Why am I talking about death is also something to ponder upon. Psycho Zun San. Not to worry...Í'm not going to kill myself for whatever reasons. Somehow, I simply can't think of a reason why I would want to end my life over something. LIFE MOVES ON. There. That's a good enough reason to STAY ALIVE. Hee hee..don't you think so?

Nobody knows when their journey will end. We don't know what God has in store for us. Rather intriguing, when you think about it. Because...I'm a very curious person even though I don't show it. My curiosity comes crawling to me when thoughts start popping into my brain, making me think about it. I'm weird. I really think I am. Why? Because I think about life and death, I think about humans nature, I think about mother's nature, I think about funny and weird stuff...
All the sudden, I don't feel that weird anymore. I KNOW that there are people out there who are thinking about the same things that I'm curious about. Interesting.