I sat near the shore and imagined what my life is going to be like. All the things I will still get to do, the people I'll meet, those I will love and those who shall love me. I pictured how I'll get married and raise a family. How I'll achieve my dreams and attain the respect and prestige I crave for. I dared to conjure up a world where I am infinite. Where the words I write and the connections I make echo into the universe and last beyond eternity. I relish such thoughts even if I know they are misguided, for if anything our journey is finite and forever ticking away. It makes me smile though, believing that perhaps, against all common sense, I might be the one exception - the man to defy life itself.