I always think about that silliness, you know, when someone asks you, "If you only had a week left to live, what would you do?" Chances are, none of us would do what we're doing. What does that say about us? Are we just a bunch of sorry-ass drones shuffling our feet through our lives in order to get to the stuff we really want to do? Whatever that is. I hope not. Amen. Bless me father for I have sinned.