Yesterday, I only had 20 days to live. And now, I’m going to live forever (I don’t think I want to live forever).
Well, I’d start by ripping up all the credit cards I got because I thought I was only going to live 20 days. And now I’m going to live forever (WordPress, you sure know how to mess with someone’s fantasy).
First of all, I have to get use to the idea of living forever. It’s not an idea that’s occurred to me.
I’d have to start really saving money. It takes a lot of money to live forever.
I’d probably go back to school. Study all the way to a Ph.d. I’ll need a lot of knowledge to keep up with the rapidly changing times.
I’d definitely find myself a husband. I don’t want to spend forever by myself. It’s nice for a while, but forever is a long time to be alone. Maybe going back to school is a really good idea. I’ll find a husband at the school. At least we’d have something in common.
If I don’t go back to school, I’d like to start a business. What kind of business? I don’t know. Maybe start a restaurant.
I definitely have to buy a car. I can’t imagine forever riding on a bus. And having a car would enable me to travel out of Vegas and see more of the West than what I’ve seen. I’d live in Europe for a few years and move on to other countries as the years went by.
God! Just thinking of living forever is tiring me out. All that time to exist. I can take my time doing whatever it is I want to do.
Does living forever mean we stay healthy? Or do we grow really old and decrepit?
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