I don’t think medicine’s good enough to accurately predict long-range dates of demise, but I’d like to know to a 3 month window. Just so I can plan things properly.
Because either I’d get all smug and reckless if I knew I was going to die in fifty years, or I’d be horribly depressed and miserable if I knew I was going to die in a month. Particularly if the death involved something stupid like getting hit by a bus…which of course I’d try to avoid, and thus torture myself pointlessly.
If I got cancer or a brain tumor or something and they gave me the vague “few months” answer…well, I’m not sure what I’d do, but it wouldn’t be sky-diving.
I’ve seen the movie and just the shot of the earth from that high up made me physically cringe.
Short sentimental answer: I’d write a lot of letters.
Well, I have the cancer diagnosis.
Not making a bucket list presently, just trying to survive treatment. But I’ve often thought, what would I do if I won the Lotto? Always had the answer, doing it now, with some excepted periods. For instance, who would choose to suffer?
Knowing the exact date seems novel but unlikely- I’ll say yes.
But haven’t you accomplished #4 yet?
