I immediately sought a second opinion, but the earliest appointment was two months from now.
Study up on Luigi stuff
First stop: Arby’s. I’m going to die anyways.
It’s a great thought experiment to get us to think about what is truly important -
No one is going to answer “work more” or “continue to conform to other’s expectations of me.” or any other thing that we are taught to believe are important.
Sure having some savings is important, your health is important (except maybe not so much in this instance), but really life is about experiencing life not creating shareholder value or working hard to blend into the crowd just to make other people less uncomfortable.
I know I went off on a tangent, I do that often. But I’ve been thinking more about how in the west we are taught aggressively from a young age what is deemed important (work, money, prestige, name brand things, etc) and what is frivolous (hobbies, family, friends, etc) and then people wonder why life sucks. It doesn’t suck, it’s that you are trying to conform to something that goes against your true nature.
To answer the question: travel, spend time with people I love, play video games, eat more cheeseburgers, drink more beer.
Ask if there’s an expedite process.
Find a heroin dealer. It’s about the only situation where I’d touch that stuff.
I’d probably dedicate some days each week to friends or family, to have more active contact before it’s late, but be shamelessly selfish the other days and spend them trying to finish some of my hobby projects and finally finishing The Witcher 3 if possible.
That’s going to be rough to those currently on my daily agenda, like partner and kid, but I’ve given so much to them, and so little to others I care about, that the balance has to be leaning towards the latter.
Not sure if I actually could do that though. But that’s what I’d hope I’d be able to push for.
Get another opinion.
Second opinion: “That other doctor had the month wrong, you only have 28 days to live”
Cry because I have accomplished nothing with my life
Given the state of the world these days, 31 days is long enough for at least 3 very particular tasks. Any left over time, I’d probably just be bored and procrasturbate.
I guess I’ve earned an extra scoop of ice cream.
Heroin!
On my last day I would find a big cat sanctuary and play with them until they kill me.
Worth it
I was going to say liquidate my investments but to be honest I’m not sure I could even spend all the money in my bank account in 31 days. I don’t even know what to buy. Beef Jerky and RedBull? I’d probably get my hands on some psychedelics though, maybe even hard drugs. One thing I would do is much more urban offroading with my truck since I no longer need to be worried about my license - or the truck. I’d probably go have a thai massage with a happy ending and try gay sex too because why not.
All in all I don’t think I’d be living that much differently. I already know I’m going to die. I just don’t know when.
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