Tomorrow isn't just another day
The past two weeks have been a bit crazy; two weddings and a funeral. I suppose change is the underlying theme. I couldn't help but wonder what my epitaph might say if I was the one being laid to rest.
Rode it like he stole it. --Nope
Kept the rubber side down 90% of the time. --Nope
Enjoyed the ride. --Nah
Rode like every ride was his last. --Maybe
Is it possible for a ride to be unpleasant if I knew it was THE one, the final one? Even mishaps couldn't interfere with my having fun, they'd just be part of the experience.
I can't claim that I've ridden every ride as if it were my last. Perhaps it's something to keep in mind.
Making up for lost time?
Photo from these folks