Me: Who would you call if this were your last day on earth?
Friend (contemplative): My lawyer
Me: (reeling): Y..you..your lawyer?
Friend: I have no idea why I just said that; I don't even have a lawyer.
Me: I was wondering.
Sometimes we wax profound and sometimes?
This is more along the lines of what I had been thinking. If Tomorrow Were the Last Day of the World by Magic Power. What things haven't we said? What things haven't we done? What dreams haven't we fulfilled?
This song has also been stuck in my head lately. Not Again by Jeffrey Kong. I think I might be getting sentimental in my old age. :)