When the sun rose on the last day, I was not aware that it was going to be the last day. The end of the world did not announce itself ahead of time.
Had I known, I would have had an extravagant breakfast, not a simple muesli. A strong cocktail, not a water. Sex, not a run.
The final day continued in a dull slog, a boring commute, tedious meetings, a disappointing lunch.
And then, as I headed back towards the office, I was hit by a bus, and died.
Thus, the world ended, right? It couldn't continue without me...
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