I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second
before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches
on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout
camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined
our street... I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but
it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel
like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon
that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on
to it, but gratitud