The End of the World

I remember lying awake that night. I remember feeling the silence as hundreds of other people were lying awake with me, wondering. Wondering about tomorrow. I was scared and so were they. Some people are afraid of snakes or heights, but that's not what's scary. It's the unknown. Staring into the pit and wondering about the bottom. Is there a net or my doom? That's what's scary. Tomorrow. Would it be my ruin or a new beginning?

But what if tomorrow never came? What if the you you are now is what you're stuck with? Would you be happy? I wouldn't. There are to many I "should've"'s in life. I should've stood up to them. I should've kissed her. I should've told them the truth. I should've told him I loved him one more time. We make our choices knowing that we have another chance tomorrow. Tomorrow. But what if we knew? What if we knew that today was all there was and the world ended tomorrow? It would be our chance to really live. To really change and fix the I "should've"'s.

Twenty-four hours is a short time compared to the expanse of human life, but what if that was all there was? One day. What would you do with one day?