Yes, it is extremely late for me to be online, much less blogging. You see I drank a large Mtn. Dew earlier and I don't drink alot of soda so.... I can't sleep. But fear not for my health, I am drinking "sleepy time tea" and once it kicks in I should be out for the count, but until then I shall humor you with alittle something my mind thought of when I was trying to fall asleep:
When I die...
I want to be cremated.
I want my ashes to be spread across the world to all the places I never got to go;
Egypt, Paris, China, India, Italy, and anywhere you think of.
Everyone needs to spread me in their own special place as well.
DO NOT keep me in a vase on a shelf.
I want to be the wind,
so everytime it blows you'll know I'm with you.
I want to be part of the earth,
so every spring I can open you eyes to the beauty of the world with blooms and growth and colors
Most of all tho,
When I die,
I want my loved ones to be able to let go,
That tombstone will not suffice.
It represents the stone in your way to accepting my passage and holding on to my death.
And quite frankly,
to confine me underground, or on a shelf even,
Is just an insult to my entire exsistance...
Olive you,
Kate
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