I want to be late to my own funeral, and I mean late as in tardy, not as in "the late Interrobang." Unlike those of you with cozy religious beliefs, I haven't any, and I'm quite dreading what I expect to be the terminus of my personality. It must be nice to be quite sure that death is just a transition from one phase of existence to another, but I have no sense of anything spiritual, religious, or similar at all, so I'm sort of stuck with horsehair-stuffed Empiricism. *sigh*
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