The Bucket List...

I'm watching The Bucket List right now. It's with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. I didn't see it when it came out in theaters. I wanted to but I wasn't sure about it. My dad has a ton of DVD's that I want to see. Movies I just never had the time or money to go see. Movies I wasn't sure on and didn't want to waste the cash on seeing. I've already seen the first 40 minutes of this movie before now. I'm not missing anything by typing this out. It's kind of sad but amusing as well.

Something from the movie is Morgan Freeman talks about knowing how much time you'll have left versus never knowing when you will die. I got to thinking about whether or not I would want to know such a thing or not. If I could have my time of death down to the year, month, day and exact time handed to me with it being guaranteed that I wouldn't kick it one second before the time written down for me. Would I want to know? Would I not want to know? I see plus sides to both sides. If I knew, I would know the amount of time I have left exactly. I could find ways to fit in every thing I want to do before I die; make my own "bucket list" so to speak and get it all done before I pass. I could have the time to get used to the idea that this is when I will be dying. My loved ones would know and have the time to get used to it. The problem in that is, even when you know, you're still never fully prepared for it when it does happen. It still hurts like hell and you're still sad. It's only marginally easier knowing it's coming. It would also be depressing know that you're only living those days with an exact timer to when your life will end. After much contemplation, I decided that there's no way I want to know. I have a list of things I want to do before I die. I have some some of them. I do plenty of things for fun. I don't take life very seriously in all honesty. I'm only here for as long as I'm here, I want to enjoy my loved ones and the space I'm occupying while I have it all. If I do everything I want to, that's great, wonderful even. If I die before I do, I at least want to know that I enjoyed what time I have.




Wednesday Weirdness #12

This week, the Weirdness comes from Another Suburban Mom. She sent in the questions and I thought it was a pretty neat idea. She admits she was inspired by Mary McCormack in "In Plain Sight" for these questions. Thanks ASM! Remember, if you ever want to submit questions or ideas, feel free to do so! On to the weirdness!


If you could enter the witness protection program, but only you, no contact with family or friends, would you? Why or why not?

There was a time, not even that long ago at all, that probably would have said yes. There have been a hundred or more times that I wished I could take off and start over new somewhere else. Tons of times I felt I could just in essence, disappear and not have it be missed too much by anyone. It was an appealing idea that toyed with many, many, many times in my head. A few times, even planned out the cost to do something like that and started saving money for it. I obviously never did that. I am grateful I never did. Now, I wouldn't do it if I didn't have to. =) I'd hate to have to leave my family, boyfriend and awesome friends behind forever. That would suck. I don't want to run away from my life anymore. Just myself. Sometimes. Lol.


Assuming you had to go:

Where would you move to?

I would want to move every five years. You know, to be safe and everything. That way it would be more difficult to be found that way by whatever bad guy is looking for me. Plus, if I can't have my current friends and my family, there's no point in staying in one place forever. ;) Starting with Italy, then Finland, then Amsterdam and then Ireland. I'd figure out more locations after that.


What would you choose for your new name?

Autumn Isabella Turco. =) The Turco part could be negotiable. Autumn Isabella took me too damn long to come up with to be changed, lol.


How would you reinvent yourself?

I'd be mysterious and not let anyone close to me. I'd give as little information as I could. Make acquaintances, have lovers but never anything too serious. Wear eccentric clothing, more eccentric anyway, lol. Gothic old style things. Odd hair styles and coloring jobs. Colored contact lenses in odd colors and shapes. I'd do odd jobs. Things I enjoy. Bar tending. Art. Cooking. Photography. Writing. Singing. I would just try and enjoy life and keep things as simple as I could.

Good thing I shouldn't ever have to worry about that. Actually, I'd probably ask to have surgery done to change my looks greatly enough I couldn't be recognized and then very slowly work my way back in to my old life. Take a few years away perhaps. I have no clue how I would handle such a thing. I doubt I will ever have to find out or truly worry about it, thankfully.

Happy Wednesday!!!