It's the End of the World As We Know It

So, doomsday types are saying that tomorrow is the end of the world. Do I think that this is the case? No. I don't.

But it's an interesting proposition, isn't it? We often hear that we should live each day like it's our last. What if tomorrow was really the case and you had less than 24 hours left on this planet and you knew it? What would you spend it doing? How would you feel about how you spent your life?

I thought a little bit about that today. What would I do if I knew I had only one day? Hmmm, that is a tough one. I would probably try to spend as much time as I can with the people I love. Given that most of them live far away, I'd probably be heart broken that I couldn't actually see them. The idea of that hurts, I have to admit.

If I looked back on my life, I would probably think that I did the best I could at any given time. Ok, sometimes I tried a little harder than others. Would I have regrets? Yeah. I wish I wouldn't have been so hard on myself all the time and would've cut myself some slack once in a while. I'd regret letting my fear of what could be control my actions and thus, control my life. I'd regret not letting myself just be human and make mistakes and move on without beating myself up about them.

But I would also look at how lucky I was to have had a life where I was surrounded with people who loved me, regardless of how neurotic I could get. People who were willing to wander out into the woods and bring me back, metaphorically speaking, when I let my brain get too far ahead of reality.

And just because I could, I would probably also take advantage of the world ending to do something I've never done before, like streaking. I'm sure I wouldn't be the only person having the same thought.

I'm sure I'll be blogging again after tomorrow. If not, I'll admit now that I was wrong. Not that it will matter by then.

Til next time...I hope! -Erika