Right then, as far as I know it’s Wednesday afternoon, and
as far as I know I’m not dead. Whether one can be absolutely sure of the fact I’m
not qualified to judge, since I’ve completely forgotten what happened the last
time I died. Or the time before that, or...
But I’ve been out in the car, I’ve done my grocery shopping,
I’ve had a conversation with an old neighbour I bumped into, and I’ve paid in a
cheque that I received from a picture library for the rights to use one of my
photographs. Everything seemed real enough, so I think it likely that my human
body is still functioning.
So it occurred to me when I left the supermarket that the
world isn’t finished with me yet, nor I it. It seems there are still things to
be done, lessons to be contemplated, and experiences to be added to the pile.
And that message I made a post about did say:
There is one more to
come yet. Stay ready.
I’m staying ready.
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