What would you do if you had 24 hours to live? I’m not talking about the hypothetical ‘live each day like it’s your last’ mantra you get from your favourite motivational speakers in their perfectly pressed suits, and horn-rimmed glasses. I mean it quite literally. You just left the hospital knowing your life’s hourglass was going to sprinkle down your final sands in the next 24 hours? Funny enough, I didn’t leave the doctor’s room with any feelings of sadness, anger or even regret.
