[ WP ] Why ca n't I stop ?

You received a slip of paper only three days ago. It was about the size of a business card, and in plain Times New Roman, it read: `` You have one week left to live.'' That was three days ago, which meant that you only have four days left. Maybe a little less than that now. Is it a curse? A sickness? A threat of some sort? 
 
 Does it matter? 
 
 You do n't know if this omen is real, but you're not going to chance it. You're going to live, goddammit. You're going to live while you can. 
 
 You going to go to the animal shelter and ask to walk as many dogs as they allow. You'll put them all on separate leashes, and in your very full hands, you'll run with them. 
 
 You're going to hold the hand of a beautiful, smiling man or woman and go running through heavy, torrential rain. You will be soaked all the way through, and they will too, and this will make you both laugh as if you've lost your minds to a wonderful fever. 
 
 On the subway, when you're getting from one place to the next, you're going to dance. You do n't know how to dance -- not well, anyways -- but you think it will cheer the commuters up to see you be all goofy. 
 
 You're going to go to a gun range, hold the biggest pistol they have an taunt the targets with phrases that would make Dirty Harry proud: `` Make my day, punk!'' `` Do you feel lucky... well, do ya?!'' 
 
 You're going to dress up like a superhero and visit some little kid's birthday party. 
 
 You're going to tell you mom and dad that it's okay that they were n't the best parents in the world, and that you absolutely love them and cherish them. 
 
 You're going to use the word `` Brobdingnagian'' in a sentence because you like it, and you're not going to feel ashamed or pretentious. 
 
 You're going to go four days without irony. 
 
 You're going to get in a taxi, and shout `` To the ice-cream parlor, and STEP ON IT!'' 
 
 And you're not going to stop. You're going to soak in every bit of every detail because it all matters. Everything matters! There's so much left to do, and the thought of all of this does n't make you the least bit sad. There's so much left to do, and all the people that you will leave behind, they'll have a chance to do those things too. You may have only four days of future left, but god, those four days are bright.
