If you knew you were going to die in 20 days, what would change?
If I knew I was going to die in 20 days I’d take out all my savings I’d buy first class plane tickets to New York for me and my Mum and I’d start travelling. I wouldn’t bother pacing myself or listening to my ME, because who cares if my health crashes, I could get through 20 days – just.
First stop would be to Tiffany’s to buy a diamond necklace (I’ve always wanted one) and then I’d want to visit all the places I’d virtually visited, when writing my New York virtual holiday.
Then we’d catch a plane down to Florida and book into the Cinderella suite and I’d do the whole Disney experience and go swimming with dolphins too.
After that I think we’d just keep moving, a different place every day, stopping off at lots of different places, meeting people and ordering lots of different dishes at every restaurant, so I’d experience as much as possible in a short space.
For me 20 days would mean cramming in the life I wish I had and the one I still dream of experiencing.