Plinky.com told me that a giant meteor is headed toward Earth
[aaaaarghhhhhh!!!!]and asked what I'd do with the last day of my life.
A while back, I wrote about our genetic wiring for fear – https://vincet.net/whats-there-to-fear-its-all-relative/ – and mentioned that growing up we were very, very aware of the 4-minute nuclear annihilation warning.
So, I've asked myself this question many, many times.
As a child, my answer was to play.
As a young teenager, it was to go out and find someone with whom to lose my virginity.
As a young adult, it was to play my guitar.
As me now, it is simply to gather my family about me and spend a day loving, laughing and saying goodbye.
Should we survive the meteor strike? Well, then that means its not my last day on Earth, doesn't it? So, I won't spell out the post-apocalyptic landscape and our reversion to primal hunter-gatherer ways.
