Every single to-do list I have ever made plays out exactly like this.
I’m in my final third. I’m strangely okay with this.
by the time Mozart was my age he’d been dead for 30 years
Not to be confused with :
‘I plan to go out the same way I came in: naked, screaming & covered in blood!’–Anonymous
I hope to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather, not screaming in terror like the passengers in his car.
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