If it were my last day on this earth and I knew this, I would have the most difficult time at the end of the day deciding if I should end my own life the way I’d like to (which I haven’t decided yet) or just let whatever it is that is taking my life away in the first place run its course.
I’d be so sad if it really was my last day because I haven’t been able to travel anywhere that I’ve dreamed to yet. I wouldn’t want to waste any of my time trying to make it to any of those destinations though. I’d have to live the best day possible where I’m currently located (Las Vegas).
I would spend the entire day with my boyfriend and I would wish for him to be by my side through all my last hurrahs and until death takes over.
I really would be freaking out; I don’t know if I’d be able to enjoy anything but I would try!
I think I’d do a helicopter ride and the jump off The Stratosphere for my adrenaline rush things.I’d definitely be smoking blunts all day and I’d down a few cocktails for my ease the mind things.I’d go to the best steakhouse The Golden Steer and eat the biggest steak dinner and hit up more than one dessert spot, places I haven’t tried yet but have been meaning to. I seriously would stuff myself to the brim with sweets because I have the biggest sweet tooth and there would be no more worries about gaining weight! I’d call my parents, grandparents, aunts, cousins, siblings, etc. and inform them all of my fate, tell them I love them.
And then, I would honestly just want to spend the rest of the day with my boyfriend in bed, in his arms… and I will pray that I die painlessly. I doubt I would be brave enough to do it by myself anyways.
(Challenge #2 / Day #23)