A P.S. on Vegas

When I got back I was talking to my colleague M who has a unique perspective on life, quite different from mine. She asked me how the trip was and in the course of answering her I was describing the guy asleep at the slot machine and told her that if eventually that was where I was headed, kill me now. Her response was, “But think about all the fun he probably had in getting to there. You’d miss all of that”. And she meant it. She always makes me smile.