I watched a movie trailer this afternoon. Poignant, exciting, teasing Promising the thrill of a two-hour sabbatical. I read of an author writing a trilogy. He’s just starting on the third book, Promising an epic, nerve racking climax. A new game will be out soon on Xbox. Sometime next year, probably. I like games, I want to play this one. I met a girl last week, she gave me her phone number. Told me to call her sometime. She wants to go to college, live a life of dreams. They say there’ll be a man on Mars someday. Someday, all the fighting in the world will stop. Someday, we’ll find a cure for global warming, Famine, corruption, terrorism, Maybe even the common cold! We can all hope, I suppose. I wish I could see it all. Watch that movie, read that final book. Play that game, Maybe fall in love with that girl from last week. I wish I had the time. I wish they’d found a cure for cancer. The doctors gave me six months. I wish I could have lived longer.