As time goes on I'm more and more convinced that I'm a total danger to myself due to my complete lack of awareness of my surroundings. How else could I explain that I woke up this morning being completed unaware of the fact the world is supposed to end today? Am I living in a bubble here? Am I so ignorant that I don't even bother to see the signs of impending doom? Is there ANYONE out in this world today that did not know this? Am I the only lost soul? I'm kicking myself for not being up to date in Mayan prophecies. I would have liked to plan this a little better. There is nothing worse than being completely oblivious to the fact that your death has been planned, on a specific date, centuries ago, and waking up to the knowledge that TODAY is the day. So as I drive to work typing on my laptop, I'm wondering, will I die at the next inter-section? Probably, since I'm barely looking at the road while I type away in the hopes of being able to fit in just one more post. Does this even make any sense? If you are dying today too, would you spend your last few minutes reading my ridiculous posts? If you do, don't you really deserve to die anyway? So many questions, so few answers... As I send a text to my wife saying my goodbyes, I look at my Grande White Chocolate Mocha Caramel Mochiato Frapuccino and wonder, should I have gotten the Venti? I start to panic, am I making all the wrong decisions? Then I start to think about how will my life end. Will it be after lunch? God, I hope so, it would suck to die hungry and without enough caffeine in my system. Will it happen in the office, at the gym, and the grocery store? What am I thinking? Why do I need to go to the gym today? Why die tired? This is too overwhelming, why are the cops following me now? Where is the road? Am I driving in a corn field? Crap, let me just post this last entry, please God, as a last wish...
