Body In A Box

It's odd. Recently, I've been thinking a lot about death. Its really weird, i try to imagine my funeral and see how sad my parents would be. I'm not a sick person. I don't wish death upon me. I want to live to a decent age and find someone i love and do good stuff like that. But the scenario of me being hit by a huge truck/bus type of vehicle, or the gasoline at the gas pump overflowing, or maybe there is a spot on my body in which if i press, i might just die. Thoughts of being thrown into a pool of house centipedes and me trying to swim out of the swarm, but instead of me climbing out i inhale centipedes and slowly descend to my dead, and the people who recover my body will only be able to identifiable by the mope of black hair atop of a clean cranium.

Again, I'm not a sick person. I have good friends and people i love. Dreams to someday conquer, lovers to meet, and coffee to be made. But still i find myself thinking of my demise. I don't know what is wrong. I don't think i have any major problems. I want to live.

But from all this confusion, i have remade and hopefully revamped my to do list after i am dead. This does not mean i intend to die anytime soon. You just never know. Maybe there will be a meteor from the sky and tactfully hits me in my heart and i slowly bleed myself out, with an irregular heart beat. It can happen. So without further delay. my requests.

Put my body in a box and burn it. After this, you will have the mineral remains of my body. (cool huh?) And with my remains, i want you peoples to put it, throw it, rest it, flush it, what ever it in a special place that we had together. I don't care what it is, or when it was, I'll know (or i might not) it was special. Now since I'm not that big of a person, i only have a few people on the list. Sorry if you re not on there, its most likely personal.


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