What would you do if you knew you only had three days to live?
Where would you go?
Who would you see?
What would your last wish be?
I'm sure I'd do nothing but hide in a corner, see no-one and wish that three days could pass with the blink of an eye.
How could you wish for anything or see particular people without putting other people's noses out of joint? With only three days to live, you could only see a small amount of people. How would the other people feel, those you didn't get to see? Your life would soon be over, but they'd live on for years knowing that you didn't care enough about them to make an effort to see them.
I could go to Ecuador and cross the equator. Sure, I've always wanted to do that. But how could I? My dear friend Martin in Australia would be more than upset to learn that I'd gone to South America and not to Australia to see him and his beau, Heath.
Upset, heartache and harassment. What a way to go.