So as some of you know, i had a heart attack a few weeks back....it hurt like a motherfucker lol, giant waves of pain and i felt like i was gonna get sick, it sucked lol. So once i was admitted to the hospital and had a room, i was laying in my bed thinking, and the thought hit me...i could die. I hadn't yet found out how bad it was, so my brain was racing and a wave of calm hit me...i didn't care lol, or maybe its that i was okay with it....not worried, not scared, totally at peace and fine with it. Then i started wondering, why i was i okay with it, and the only conclusion i came up with, is that there are alot of people waiting for me on the other side and i cant wait for the reunion. My dad, mom, sister, a wife, a ton of friends and even a bunch of pets...and Eddie Van Fucking Halen lol! I know im gonna see them again, so me and death? We good lol. So in the meantime, im gonna love the ones that love me, enjoy my time and have the most fun i can have, and when its time to go, im cool with it...and for all of you, ill see ya when you get there and ill have a huge drinking horn full of mead waiting for ya. :)