I wanted to die once. No changing costumes. No coming back. I was all alone. And the world is a very scary place when you are all alone.
Judith Kitchen once wrote, "...tell her there are many ways to die and each is lonely."
I don't want to be lonely.
I don't want to die. Not today.
So Chuck, I choose to slow down.
To savor each kiss, each laugh, each love.
Because we all die. And it will be lonely.