mine in particular. Usually while having lunch.
Not is some fantastical, gory “plane crashes in to a motor scooter jumping a tank full of rabid badgers” way.
I realize briefly, that I’ll most likely go before my wife and friends. I get sad.
Than I shake it off and finish my blueberry muffin.
#confessional
Please
When I think that the others will outlive me, it makes me happy in a self-centered kinda way. Typically I'm grateful that I won't need to endure the pain of living without them. :)