How do people choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?

I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle..the nights i can't remember..the mornings i slept thru..all the time spent running from myself.

What's wrong with being number 2?

Aging is not just decay, you know, its growth.

But you grab a moment, or you let it pass.

There is everything you know and there is everything that happens. When the two do not line up, you make a choice.

You can't get stuck on what should have happened. That doesn't help you.