I’ll let you in on a little secret. Being dead is underrated.

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not suggesting you hasten to it. No, no! Every day in the beautiful world is precious, pregnant with promise and a feast for you to consume one now at a time.

But there’s a unique perspective when you’re dead. Time becomes meaningless. All of your regrets and shortcomings become meaningless. None of that matters now.

Now I am free to recall all of those beautiful days without care.

Wags,

Chuy