Would you sit in the corner of your room with Spotify's Evening Chill playlist on repeat for hours on end? Or would you get a ticket to that one beach on the West coast you always said you would visit again? Would you burn through your savings, and if so, what would you get? The latest Marc Jacobs purse you've been eyeing for the last six months or head to the nearest homeless shelter and buy everyone, homeless and working, meals for the day?

Thing is, we all have our last day, approaching us faster and faster than the day before like a dark train home bound by midnight. We could be completely altruistic or self centered in our actions but when the clock reaches zero, none of us can buy back more time.

Too many of us believe that we truly do have more time than reality really allocates. We keep on saying to one another and especially ourselves that "Tomorrow I will get to it." and ...Next month I'll ask for ____," or maybe even "Next year will be my year." But who are we yet more feeble soft skinned creatures to assume that we will be granted such granules of sand in the great hourglass of life? For some, these are thoughts that have begged to be center in our minds but our frightened conscience wills it hurriedly away. Some may truly not want an abnormally exceptional last day of physical existence on this world and others will for just that, a single 24-hour period to make all the difference in the world they are capable of.

I wish I could tell you what I would or wouldn't do but truthfully my mind shifts from one idea to the next like the fragile plastic sack, tossed carelessly in the wind. I will tell you this though, there is not a right or wrong choice. I believe that is what scares us most. We spend almost our entire lives waiting to be told what to do next, or if given the rarity of independence, we sometimes find ourselves yearning for such direction. Such a melonchally thought that unites us all and yet many of us cannot fully or truthfully answer this conundrum.

Some of us would rather remain oblivious to this reality but I for one would like to say my goodbyes; even if that was all I got to accomplish during those last hours. I would hold my loved ones close and tell them to be brave and strong for me. To be patient for the good things and persistent through the bad things.

I would kiss them on the check and tell them I would see them again soon. Most of all I would urge them with every atom of my being that life escapes you much quicker than you could ever fathom so spring for the cute dress and decadent cheesecake, spend all your cash in your sock drawer on that flight to Florida for Spring Break and send that text that makes your heart race. I would tell them that all the things in this world are equally dark and beautiful and scary and exciting, it just all depends on how we look at them.

And finally, I would look them in the eyes with my heart of hearts and tell them to face the room. Face the room with confidence and with a head held high because nothing is worse than being in a room filled with all the riches of the world only to face the corner the entire time an see nothing but the dark abysses.

So I'll ask one more time, what would you do if today was your last day?