I’m not in any hurry to move on to the next plane of existence. There’s still too much I’d like to do. But I know in a perfect world, I’ll leave some stuff unfinished.
“In a perfect world”? Wouldn’t a perfect world be the one where everything is completed and tied up with a bow?
Nope. Don’t think so.
How would it feel to say, “I’m finished. I’ve accomplished everything I ever wanted to do, done everything I set out to do”?
It would feel wrong, says I. There should always be something on the agenda to do next, or what’s a heaven for?
We all should leave something on the table as evidence we didn’t stop growing and learning and doing.
The best-case scenario is people will say, “Too bad he didn’t finish this and that, but look at all this other cool stuff he did.”
