Crap, my birthday's on Sunday and I'm not nearly as excited for it as I am for my big trip home! I swear, I'm going to come back here like a happy camper!
Finding out someone has died always makes you think.
How will I be remembered? Will I be missed? At one point will my memory be less painful on people? Did I live enough? Did I do things right, in the end? Life is too short.