As a writer I imagined the effects that “The Apocalypse” would have upon the universe. Twisted in misconceptions and regret for not living everyday like it is my last.1
It takes a large scale, like a threat of doomsday to bring everything into perspective. The act of humanity, the fear of death and life itself: all in the name of science.2
I looked forward to waking up today and now I fear closing my eyes. For if the 2% chance of it happening was increased to 50 % then what are my chances of ever opening my eyes again?3
What are the odds of the world revealing things to me that I could and will never see?4
Why is it that at the end and the beginning of a fear beyond our control, that we seek what we can;t have: rather than accepting what we already do have?5
And why is it that the last tear to fall from my eyes won't even make it past my lashes?6
For the life I lived and the life I did not – Tomorrow- I now know why I live for today
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As long as you live for today, everything will be fine and dandy. That means do want you need to get done now, don't hold off until tomorrow what can get done today. Hold your friends and family close, kiss them, hug them...for you never know what tomorrow brings. AND, hey, who said life was full of mystery? That's exactly what tomorrow is. You can't stop it from coming. It's coming whether we like it to or not...especially those dreaded Mondays after partying all weekend. Sometimes I want to pause the world, but you can't pause the world. 
great work ^^
