I've been having weird dreams of late. Got robbed, held ransom, slashed and basically the works so planning my funeral doesn't sound like a bad plan. Maybe it is also partially due to the global mourning for MJ's death that caused my thoughts to linger.
I've pictured my funeral to be a happy occasion. An occasion to celebrate the life that we had and reminisce the good times. *Note to self to include funds for a party at my funeral in my will*
Cremated me. Take my organs (if they are of any use). Throw a party and remember the good times.
Ok, time to go write my will.
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