this is the end (maybe)

its become painfully apparent to me that life is fragile. we're always on the edge of death. no big deal, i'm ready to die and i'm not afraid but i thought i'd take this opportunity to say goodbye in advance. i'd like to say there was so much more i wanted to do in life but it isn't true, i have no more goals. through short sightedness or amazing ability (probably the former) i've achieved every goal i've ever had.

true, there is more to experience but i'm not sure i want to or need to. like raise a family, but i loathe to think of bringing children into this world right now. be rich and famous but really that doesn't mean much and certainly doesn't mean increased happiness. leave a mark, but i find individual, personal enrichment much more satisfying.

i'm happier than i've ever been in my life. my family and friends have been incredible, supportive and forgiving. a person couldn't ask for more. i've been blessed with more beautiful, supportive, loving women than i ever deserved. i may not have said it but i loved every single one.

i could be dead tomorrow. my doctor thinks its possible anyway.

i said that to a friend today.
me: "i might be dead tomorrow. anything you want to say to me?"
her: "nah, i'll leave a comment on your myspace page"

the future is here.