As I was informed earlier by Deutsche Bahn, today apparently is December 26th, 2029.
My, my, where did those 19 1/2 years go? What did I miss? Honestly, I'm trying to wrap my mind around it, but I keep drawing blanks. Can you see yourself? Where will you be? And is where you ended up a place you now think you'd want to be? But maybe the idea itself of ending up somewhere is counterproductive (the whole the-journey-is-the-reward thing, lahdeedah...)
Still, seriously, try to picture yourself. Do the calculations. Try a couple of scenarios on for size.
The few things we know for sure (well, quite) are that it's going to be christmas, Boxing Day, shortly after dark:
Where will you be?
Who will be with you?
And who won't?
Will you be alive?
Will you be healthy?
Will you be content?
Happy even?
Would you rather be somewhere else?
And do you really want to know beforehand?
"...either way it's okay you wake up with yourself"
My, my, where did those 19 1/2 years go? What did I miss? Honestly, I'm trying to wrap my mind around it, but I keep drawing blanks. Can you see yourself? Where will you be? And is where you ended up a place you now think you'd want to be? But maybe the idea itself of ending up somewhere is counterproductive (the whole the-journey-is-the-reward thing, lahdeedah...)
Still, seriously, try to picture yourself. Do the calculations. Try a couple of scenarios on for size.
The few things we know for sure (well, quite) are that it's going to be christmas, Boxing Day, shortly after dark:
Where will you be?
Who will be with you?
And who won't?
Will you be alive?
Will you be healthy?
Will you be content?
Happy even?
Would you rather be somewhere else?
And do you really want to know beforehand?
"...either way it's okay you wake up with yourself"
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