My gosh, the year is nearly over. Unlike what I thought I wasn't able to schedule my life a bit more. Shame on me. I should have because it would have made my life easier, way easier. How come there's after all those years still hardly time for myself? I wish I could write more, do what I like but I'm always busy with whatever it is that comes on my way. Things I would not remember on my deathbed or perhaps I would.
What would be the last thought if you would die now, a question was (I watched a video about relationships with the topic "marriage had its longest time". It seems a worldwide issue. Men had it with women (their demands, complaints, not old fashioned enough, no modest housewife, boring housewife, you name it, she is it) and girls had it with men (sorry men you are not the needed prince on the white horse).
The couples answered differently. One person said something that made more sense to me. Whatever we think depends on how we die (I drown, or HELP) can be the last thought it's not said you see your entire life pass by in a few seconds. if that would be the case I wouldn't even able to digest all those flashes. Nonsense, it doesn't make sense.)
The end of the contract of life is death and when that will be is unknown unless you decide yourself it's enough and there's no one near to "rescue" you.
If you see the picture you also wonder who instructed AI to show this? Those "ideas" are come from somewhere and it doesn't look very realistic.
The prompt is provided by @daily.prompt