silvrmist

I live today, going about my daily routine made up of countless subroutines, comprising of a mundane course of events. I die tomorrow -well, at least figuratively. What happens next? Who’s to know. But what I do know is the life that I left behind; the people ,the places ,the days, the weeks, the months, the years. What I do know is that there was a world full of these things and that I was a part of it. That I tried to make a difference, no matter how unnoticeable or unworthy of anyone’s while. I tried to stand out. I tried to do my part amongst millions of others. I aspired and I inspired. But if I were to die today, would you