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.