Here’s the weird, wonderful thing that happens when you plan your final words: you start living them now. If your last line is “I loved every minute,” you suddenly realize you need to actually love more minutes.
If you pick “See you later,” you’ll start seeing the people around you with more playful presence. It’s a backwards life hack. You’re not preparing for death; you’re rehearsing for a better life.
So go ahead. Scribble something on a napkin. Type it into your notes app. Make it rhyme, make it a joke, make it a secret. Final words are just first words for the people who remember you. And that? That makes the whole messy, beautiful ride even more exciting to live. Now, go write something worth saying—and then go do something worth saying it about.
