my negativity towards organized religion and its rituals leave me drained with each encounter. particularly so with the circus called death rites.
i made my funeral plans today. there will be none.
live a full life, eat a good meal, have a belly laugh, reach for that tall drink. and while you love somebody, if you happen to miss me at an odd moment, it'll be an added bonus. or maybe not. i'll be dead beyond caring. but please spare my death the indignity of a public drama, if i still matter to you.
