I was thinking about flying home and I suddenly felt the urge to email my friend and leave instructions on how to manage my paultry affairs if I die. It is a little odd that I all of a sudden had a flash of my own mortality, since I have no phobia of flying am not prone to premonitions and have generally lived life as though I were bullet proof. I was thinking about my son, how awful it would be for him to be left alone and confused at his age, he is now the same age as I was when it happened to me.
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