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I’ve been blessed with more notice, to prepare for my own mortality than most people get. And so, I’ve worried that some of my loved ones have postponed or passed on experiences that might cause them to be absent when I die. That’s fucked. There’s no unfinished business. I know how they love me. And my friends and family know I love them.

I hate the long tearful goodbye thing. And I hate when people wreck parties by thinking that their goodbyes are important enough to stop the dancing. I perfected my Irish exit departures long before I knew they were a thing. Continue reading →