Pillowbook "Death is the Road to Awe"

As I was lying in my hospital bed, the night before my possible discontinuation of life, I realised that there was nothing, nothing at all that I regretted in my life.

Except one thing.

I should have been more awesome.

I should have dressed more fabulous, eaten only what I truly like and spoken my mind no matter what.

I should have written more and been less ashamed of it.

I should have been more ME, and less them.

So I made a promise to myself and here I am now, still miraculously alive, and today I know.

If I would face the same moment again, this time.

This time I would regret nothing.

Nothing at all.