I’m reading this book that makes me feel utterly alive. That is so vivid and so brilliant, I cannot stop smiling.

And it makes me think about what I will leave behind when I die.

What my legacy will be.

Not that we get to choose. I mean it’s decided after we’re gone so I’m not sure we really get to weigh in on it.

But if I did…

I don’t think I’ll discover something scientifically essential.

I don’t plan to leave children behind.

I don’t expect to be remembered for the way my smile leaps into my eyes.

All that I can leave are my words. My characters. My stories.

And hope that they live on in the imaginations of others.

 

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