And Why You Should Definitely Want It
“You don´t really want to live forever, do you?” she asks me, face horrified as if the mere thought of it was more than she could bear.
You´d think I´d told her I was suicidal. The face would be more appropriate if “live forever” had been replaced with “die”.
“Of course, I do,” I answer. “I would always want one more day.”
And I do. I want one more day, and when that day arrives, I want one more day and one more day and one more day… hopefully forever. Because if the day comes where I don´t want just one more day…
Can you even imagine how miserable that must mean I am? Continue reading “Immortality”